Can’t Live Without Air
Oh no!
What a pity !
Our environment is in danger !
Time to do something !
The old man is grasping for air,
Cause by the serious air pollution.
And what causes that ?
The HUMAN BEING !!!
Our Earth is becoming weaker and weaker each day,
But the stubborn people don't care .
At last ,
Who will suffer ?
The HUMAN BEING !
How do I live without you ?
I want to know !
How do I breath without you ,
How do I ever, ever survive......
Miracles
Miracles ,
are amazing things ,
that will warm our heart ,
make our day ,
and completes this world ,
that we're living in .
Miracles happen ,
But people ,
are too busy to notice .
Take a little time every day ,
to look around ,
and you'll realise ,
the world is beautiful ,
in many ways ...
Principles in Life
Don't be cocky ,
Don't dread on things ,
Don't expect things to be what you'd want them to be .
Things happen for a reason,
Or that's what fate has in store for you,
Just do what you have to do,
And give it your very best .
Unexpected things come as a surprise ,
Only make the world magical ,
For everyone has the potential ,
To unleash the magical powers buried within .
Two Very Different Sides
When it's in the face of joy and laughter,
You experience happiness beyond anything,
Everything seems so right.
You feel like you're flying in the clouds,
Sliding off the rainbow,
Tasting the dewdrops off the petals,
And lying in the soft green grass,
In the sunny countryside .
Then come the times,
When you hit rock bottom,
In amidst of misery and unknown fears,
Everything turns grey,
You discover ugly truths,
You feel lonely,
And everything seems to stop in tracks .
It's funny and strange,
How a week can be split into clear halves,
One with unexpected joy,
Another with sudden moodiness.
You feel you have just experienced something,
That few people has gone through,
A side of things that is so rare,
So rare that no one knows exactly what you mean,
A total bittersweet miracle.
I Will Be
I will be,
your guardian angel,
standing over you,
looking over you.
Give you strength,
give you faith,
and the belief that,
you could become what you expect of life.
I shall be,
the one who adores you anonymously,
the one who loves you endlessly,
the one who supports you all the way.
Even if I know,
I would get neither returns,
nor recognition,
in the eyes of you.
I could be,
the sun that shines on you,
that gives you hope,
the moon that purify your soul,
and keeps your innocence,
the stars that sparkle,
to spice up your life.
If you would just let me be the one.
L.O.V.E
I love you like I love the dawn,
When the first ray of sunlight strike across the sky,
A brand new day with hopes and dreams.
I love you like I love the rain,
Drizzling to the ground and flows into rivers,
Washes away all problems and sorrows.
I love you like I love the stars,
Shining and twinkling in the midnight blue sky,
Just like a light that shows the right path.
I love you like I love the rainbow,
Seven colours hanging at the sky,
Happiness after rains and storms.
I love how you can make me smile,
Just by the slightest efforts.
I love how you can make me happy,
And forget about my problems.
I love how you can give me advices,
And everything turns out to be right.
I love how you do things for me,
The little things that warm my heart.
I love how you will always be there for me,
No matter what.
I love the way we can talk about anything and everything,
And never get bored of each other,
No secrets and lies.
I love the way we seem to understand one another,
Without the need to be explain openly.
I love the way we joke around and have fun,
And do the most random and silliest things ever.
I love the way we share common grounds and interests,
And share new ones together.
I love the way we complement and complete,
Each other.
Love you forever and always ♥
NORMAN DAYS
I
Norman walks along and wonders,
The formation of connection between two souls,
Between their vulnerable hearts,
And shakes his head,
With amazement of its occurence,
For it exists without any hard reasonings,
Nor logical facts.
II
Norman sits and stares at a wide lake ahead,
His thought drifts to the trust one must have,
To put their fragile hearts,
The essence of their emotional well-being,
Into another's hand,
The belief that one has,
That the intention and motive of the other is true.
III
Norman picks up a flower and looks at its petals,
Their beautiful tenderness is like how hearts are,
And with a sudden burst of anger,
He plucks off a petal,
And knows how hurtful it must be,
To have someone you thought is genuine and real,
To reveal their ugly intentions beneath.
IV
Norman sits alone in a cafe and drinks,
Looking around at his fellow decendants of Adam and Eve,
And wonder how many have had their hearts broken,
And how many more to trust,
Until one will no longer be betrayed again,
The question of the presence of the pure at heart,
And how willing one would still be,
To let go, love and be loved again.
