" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Sunday, November 23, 2003
the man among empty pews
sing alone
buildings around my providence
the raindrops fall
a lick, a kiss will suffice
the solid ground shall stand
sing alone
praise he who exhorts my providence
atone for my chapel
hear my call
a craft of bells rendering
of tears tending the silence
sing alone
a sober canticle of my providence
the man among empty pews
When I saw you standing there
I about fell off my chair
When you moved your mouth to speak
I felt the blood go to my feet
Now it took time for me to know
What you tried so not to show
Something in my soul just cried
I see the want in your blue eyes
Baby, I'd love you to want me
The way that I want you
The way that it should be
Baby, you'd love me to want you
The way that I want to
If you'd only let it be
You told yourself years ago
You'd never let your feelings show
The obligation that you made
For the title that they gave
a murmur, it beckons
i'll sleep no more
when the grieving crow takes flight.
of sorrow; faint spirit of thy
the sweetest dew it covets
a curse to the shadowless,
truly i
gently now, the cold depart
the song carried by the crow
lures the faintest of heart.
wish night goodbye
take flight now
who then to leave a sight
to the living,
a recondite wanting
to the dead
my love
alas the knells of waking dreams
as providence lies asleep
when the velvet's a feign
to genuflect; not a prayer yet
as destiny verge into night
the grieving crow of sorrow
will keep my time.
a solace even, refused
then stow away in destiny's flight
a fallen angel's evensong
grazing the downing sky.
close your eyes
listen
a thud, it wakens
forgive my sin
pass the sun through falling green
departure of a end fading out
sad dirges of my today
will you not remain
my love
days when i could just lie down
by the green and dream.
i have fallen too far behind. i'm becoming abnormal.
cheonging, partying, pubbing. activities i indulge in
for a brief period of time. but i got totally sick of
it pretty fast. now, when my friends go out and cheong, what
am i to do? join them and bore myself; or turn down
the offer and become a partial outcast. it's much harder,
almost seemingly impossible to so-call "fit in" if you wont
even participate in such a "basic" social activity. this
again is another choice. to stay true and honest to yourself
or to sacrifice them to fill the social deprivation (it's all
the army's fault).
hah! then again, i was always a loner by nature. yet social
needs appear to be such a integral part of today's society,
not even a loner can escpae from it. what's wrong with being
one anyway? why are society's unkindly stares instintively drawn
to those who would rather be alone? cant society respect the
choices of people esp when they claim to do so. drawing inspiration
from people's analysis or over-analysis of the Matrix movies, maybe
the existence of choices to choose from is just an illusion after all. to
those who believe that Revolutions refers to a new beginning of peace
between zionists and the machines, you are forgetting the fact that
revolution also means a complete cycle. i should post my own
interpretation of the Matrix movies too but what for when all the the
Neos out there are lost among the illusion of choices.
" because i choose to" simply aint enough in today's society.