Voices
Filed under: General, Marraige, Poetry, Relationships
I am in dark place
a limited, watery space
But I grow bigger and bigger
I have supplies here as much as I needed.
I have a sensitive feel
I can feel sadness, happiness and get scared.
My hearing is also fantastic
eventhough I cannot fully understand it.
I always heard this lovely voice
it makes me relax and feel secure.
The voice always called me “My Baby”
I don’t know but I think it’s my name for sure.
When I’m active, I explore myself
I kick and transfer to different places.
I heard another voices saying,
“Calm baby, Mommy’s hurt. This is Daddy.”
Two voices which I got familiar with
I know their differences
But I am sure of one thing
I feel good when I always hears them.
Being a wife
House is my workplace
Taking care of the children is my main job
Feeding, cleaning and playing with them
are the things that rewards my tiring day.
Aside from the kids in the house
I am also in-charge with housekeeping
Making sure that everything is all organize
Cleanliness and orderliness are always a must.
Washing clothes, cleaning and cooking
Doing these household chores is not that easy
Loaded of work cannot be estimate
Being like me is like a wondermom.
When my husband come home late at night
Preparing fine dinner and fix his clothes
Giving him a relax massage
to remove stress in his tiring job.
Funny it seems that I don’t have a break
Being a wife is not a job
It is a dedication for your family
Only their love will make it rewarded.
My place of comfort
Filed under: General, Poetry, Relationships, Vacations
It’s tiring day
Anger of bosses and stress from work
Makes you exhausted
and feel terrible the whole day.
After office hours
you thought, you will be at peace at last
But this is not the case
traffic in the street gives you headache.
Finally, you are at home
you want to feel relax and at peace
Your wife prepares you a delicious dinner
and gives you a relax massage that fall you asleep.
There’s no such thing as being at home
the feeling of being belong
you can do things at your own
with special love ones who always look after you.
Spending Christmas with my Hubby
Filed under: General, Marraige, Poetry, Relationships
Christmas is near
With angels and lights blinking in the streets
Sharing and giving should possess
Spreading love and joy we must assess.
This could be our first Christmas together
Only the two of us left home
Our parents and helpers are out
I must say things will be fine and ok.
I can prepare simple dish for us
or let’s buy something worth in the restaurant
Spending the Christmas eve by the two of us
will be happy and joyful like the sun.
We could exchange gifts and decorate our christmas tree
To forget the loneliness we felt inside
Let’s celebrate the night with fun
Because Christmas is meant to be joyful to everyone.
Little Angel
You came to me unexpectedly
I don’t know exactly what to feel
You are a little angel sent from above
I welcome you with all my love and caress.
A promise that will longs forever
That I will care and protect you
As long as I have breath in my life
My duty is to serve you all my might.
I will do it unconditionally
The love I will offer only for you dear
Hoping that you will cherish
Thy love that I give my little angel.
Life is a journey
As I go through to one direction
each steps is what am accountable for
Left, right, left
consequences or rewards makes the output.
I am afraid to do mistakes
‘coz I don’t want to get hurt
to experience deep pain
that heals thy wound in certain time.
Learning the lesson is my strategy
to avoid repeating those mistakes
Sometimes I break my own rule
Repeating is a habit that I can’t resist.
I am no perfect nor angel
I commit mistakes many times
but I am learning and keep trying
to be good and grace by God.
My Baby
Little angel you are to me
Gift from heavens above
Oh! Tiny little one
My love for you is eternity.
My feelings for you dear
I can’t find words to describe it
No actions to express it
Just a thought of showing it my all.
Promise that I will be there
when you needed me the most
Loving you is unconditional
It’s a promise that is forever.
My baby, my little one, here I am
One who loves you dearly
From the start you own a life
I already treasure and love you.
Without you
Filed under: General, Marraige, Poetry, Relationships
My life will never be
like the colorful rainbow in the sky
that gives amazement and happiness.
It’s like a star that glitters in the sky
gives signs as it shines.
Feelings I had inside
cannot be explain when I see you smile
My heart trembles as you got near
the feelings I love again and again.
Can’t live if you’re not here
with me to come along
As we go on in this life,
it is not right having without you by my side.
My feelings to you dear
is not that what you think.
More than anyone could know
my love is true, real and forever.
Long distance love
Loving someone at far
Many things we missed
Moments of being together
Cuddle, kisses, hugs
My heart is longing endearly.
But what can we do?
If this is the situation at start
We promise to love even apart
Stay true and loyal to each other.
Loving you at far distance
can be reach through my dreams
Of you being with me
Always and forever.
My love is unconditional
There’s no boundaries, no limits
I will wait ’til you got home
So that we can spend more time together
Moments that we will treasure and remember
If we need to be apart again.
Red Car
You bought me from a friend
When love at first sight was caught
And wish to have was granted
You waited me for a worth.
The way you’ve called and love that is profound
Deserve to be return in mutual
But a car like me that was used
Things from the past scars my color
Symbollic it is with red
How painful from a tragic accident
That mades me weak and pathetic
To feel nothing at all.
I’m only compose of metals and run by gas
A machine that will run only if someone will drive
How can you use thee if someone’s hold the key?
It’s not functional,worst nonsense!
But faith seems playful
The red car feels and love you
Chances are those things will be mutual
With you two that are in love.
Sometimes, things happened for a reason
You’re fed up with a brat car
Chances are gone like a wind passed as quickly as it is.
A red car is now all alone
No one would like to buy for its owrth
Still waiting for someone out there to owned.
My World
It’s so peaceful thee to see
The wonders of a lovely sea
Fabulous fountains and ponders of creatures
A figure of waves so calm and tender
Who can’t resist to live?
In a world of fantasy
Everything is there and nothing to be need.
No famine, no hurt to feel
In a place like this
But sudden tragic came up
Ruin the world and killed thy innocense
With no hope, no faith, no love!
And nothing is left behind the crime
It’s like a nonliving things in a dull dark world
No one is there to love, interest, give hope and care.
Pledge of Love
To feel love is delightful
Acceptance,caring and understanding are present
Greatful to feel that someone’s waiting for you in the end of the aisle
Where everybody witness thy love that bond.
You’re pledge in the name of love
Loyalty,caring and trust each other
With no doubts in mind
You made the dreams come true.
Love can be deceiving, is it true?
Sometimes, with lots of reasons of the wrong person
How painful it is to understand?
To be deceive by someone you pledge to love
Where you give your all and nothings left.
The Gift of Friendship
One of the most wonderful gifts that I ever received
Is the gift of True Friendship that destiny give
Two different people meet in an unplanned situation
Eventually becomes friends without any condition.
True friendship offers a relationship that is sublime
Without hesitation, one can always give a hand…
Whenever there’s a conflict, spirit of friendship will prevail
With respect on each other, their relationship will never fail.
Friendships are not measured by how often you see each other.
Friendship doesn’t count how long you been together.
How much you give and what you get doesn’t matter a bit…
For true friend only aims for you to be great.
In life I have experienced that friends do come and go…
But even that thing happened, it doesn’t hurt me so.
For In my heart I know, that our friendship will always be there…
And the friendship we built together will always be forever!
I thank God for the wonderful gift of love…
I thank God for the all the things he gave.
I appreciate everything that resides in this world…
Especially the Gift of Friendship that every one enjoy!
Going out and splurge
I want to go to a place that is relaxing. I want to escape the things that stresses me. I want to rest for a while. To be in a place that is like a paradise is my dream.
Yes, I want to have a vacation. I want to disappear for quite sometime.I want to have peace to escape all the problems that bothers me.To find a quite place, enjoy and have fun.
I’m planning to go to a beach.Any beach that are hit in the metro. Maybe three days or one week stay will be fun.
Drinking fresh fruit shakes in a sunny day beside the seashore is the first thing I will do when I got there. Feel the fresh air of the sea will soothe me.Spend time in a cozy hotel and being serve by the hospitality of the maids makes the vacation worthwhile. Involving in an activity like scuba diving,jetskiing, banana boating,and surfing makes it more adventurous. Of course, vacation is not complete without shopping! You have to buy things for your love ones and also things as souvenirs.
I am dreaming now. I have to make this plan to come true. I need to book myself first in a hotel of my chosen beach to stay. Just go there and splurge myself for relaxation.
“Without a Sound”
eyes sprayed in wings of dust
distance between stars growing wider
The floor littered with signs of
ONE WAY
A reminder you’ve already left
No more than a painting
results of destructive strokes
my body radiates crimson
the blood you drew greedily
and blue, the memory of clear skies
we once touched together
On nights when the moon swells
and entices you to smile
I’ll dare you to need me
as winter nips at your heart
and you press your face
against your own reflection
knee-deep in cold regret
wilder wring of grief
creeping as a corpse
who dug his own grave
without a sound