Sunday, January 21, 2007

I hate the last week at being home......

Keep on walking

There was a journey
Where you know that you have to keep on moving
Forward, always forward
Never one to look back, or to linger behind

There was a journey
When you know that it's time to begin something new
And to leave behind everything in the past
Be it good times or bad times

Keep on walking
Keep on moving
Everything's only temporary
Even if they feel so sweet

Keep on walking
Keep on moving
But what is this feeling
That compels me to stay?

The day when you know
That this is it; it is time to move on
Didn't you feel that you haven't had enough?
That you want it to last a little longer?

The day when you know
That on the future, you will say more goodbyes
than you can ever imagine it to be
Do you have the strength to go on?

Keep on walking
Keep on moving
They're all behind you now
And they're cheering for you

Keep on walking
Keep on moving
It's all that they wanted you to do
To keep on forward, never look back

Don't you think that they knew?
That they will be here only for a little while longer?
That they want to see you stand up on your own?
That they may never see your again?

Go on walking
Go on moving
But never forget 'em
The one that push you forward

Go on walking
Go on moving
And all along the way
Take their hand and pull them forward!


A journey to the uncertain future is always a hard one
Those we love will never be with us forever
We will love, we will say goodbyes, and we will love again

But never shall we be lonely
For we will be always be loved

No matter whether we can see them or not
They shall always be with us
Forever and always, until all of us meet again.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

A meeting of three friends, who happened to be poets.....

Sky

The endless blue sky
Upon my window
The unlimited freedom
Where none shall return
Lost within the infinity

Dare I go there?
Forever free with no direction?

A heavy iron shackle
With its grim, cold chain
Welcome me to its warm embrace
A reassuring bond to the earth

But yearning, I will
A morbid curiousity
Torn in indecision

To fly unbound to the new world
Or to snuggle warmly at home,
Forever chained to comfort.


chaosbeowulf, 08 January 2007, @Texas Chicken Mal Taman Anggrek.
(with some modification from its original form. nothing much, though.)