just maybe

is this just wishful thinking
to wish for impossible things
is this my prayers answered
or just a game of desire

i wished i can say for sure
that you are everything i hold dear
but alas the memories
are not as kind when you were mine

i want to have that innocence returned
i want to have that smile, that touch, that kiss
i want to have all of that and more
but this shattered remains
this frozen heart
are wary
are weary
are not
as it was
as that first kindle
as that first
transcendence

forgive me
for the doubts
forgive me
for the walls
forgive me
my faith in you
that have lost it's way
and still haven't found
it's way home again

however much i love you
however much i adore you
i can never be
your whole again
not now
not this soon
but maybe
someday

for us to be forever
as forever was meant to be

::bene shadarin XXII::


Thursday, June 24, 2010 at 4:05am

forever

while the wind of the aegean sea chills us
and the light of the waxing moon pierce us
still i will remember, even after a thousand years
the moment i pledge my forever to you

and if you're saying that my kiss
can make you breathe again
i'll kiss you deeper and
deeper over and over again

if my heart can bear your pain
i shall carry your wound till it's healed
and if my life can be your light
i shall be your light at the edge of the world

drink of me till you had your fill
drown me in your sleepless embrace
let not the sun worry you still
for the moon shall always be our guide

for our forever
will be
ever after

shadarin 2010

About Jihad - Islam Jihad and Terrorism

About Jihad - Islam Jihad and Terrorism

A Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. An embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don't send this to other people....Who cares?

George Carlin

Another Try 2010

Dare i to hope
To dream and have wishful thinking
now that she's returned in kind
to hold and know she's mine

on the verge of collapse
at the threshold of despair
to succumb and drown to what was before
yet a sliver of faith remains fast
and whispers "all will be well, all will be just,
let it all go, and give all your trust
to the Creator, to the Saviour"

between the teardrops of repentance
in the majesty of His presence
i saw you my love
that i thought lost forever
and you came back my love
to me that have given you to forever

and forever now is you
it has always been you
it will always be you
till the curtain calls
till the light shines no more
always
just you

::shadarin 2010::

Another Try

If i were to see you again
after a lifetime of goodbyes
would you still remember
all the things once said and done

If a choice were given
for us to mend the broken path
would you still choose the same
or would you have a change of heart

If i could change the past
I know i would if i could
And if i could change the past
I would've tried to make it all to last

And death seems but a whisper away for me
And life seems but a mockery
poisoned passions still entrapped me
In a grip of steel in a vice so real
And life is nothing more than a parody

:shadarin: 2007

Myomancy ©

imagine me.
the randomness of predictability
the pattern in the chaos
the pop-up jack-in-the-box

i am the blind eye
in the halcyon of the storm
the concipient concision
the conclamation of
a murder of crows

i am me
concolarate of light & dark
the consilience in order
the eleutherian of your chains

i am you
your kalalogy
of visions seen
in the eyes of cupidity
in the infinitesimal micron
of your dreams
your hope
your faith
your longing
and your despair

it is not my wish to illude you
it is not my desire to immure you
for i myself am ensnared
in the chains of my own doing
the walls of my own choosing
in a mimicry of midsummer
the eccentricity of Pan


<>september 08, 2009 ©