no easy way out

Just when she thinks things are getting smoother
Just when she thinks life was getting simpler
Just when she allow her dreams to soar a bit higher
Life snarls again with its claws sharped stronger...

Someone once told satisfaction is all we are after
Each one for himself, a selfish tolerator
She begs to see some higher divinity, peace of mind
Where love truly exists, selfishness devoid

Forgiveness for hurting, if hurting is what it was
Allow a bit more space, for this weak soul to grow
Forgiveness for believing, in a life based on hope
Within these shackles, she'll strive a bit more...

Dream girl..

I am still trying to get into writing on this blog again..
Read this poem again after awhile now.. it always made me smile :)
I love the ending of a memoried day regardless of the outcome.. we are but dreamers...

" The heart is still aching to seek, But the feet question 'Whither? - Robert Frost"

YOU will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace.

You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in a pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.

Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes,
A film of hope and a memoried day..

-Carl Sandberg

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someday..

Mesmerized by this quote..

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it..
There is heat in freezing, be a testament.
T. Davis


I want to someday be content, just to feel.. comfortable..
I want to be loved, to feel loved, and protected with that love..
 genuinely loved for who I am.
By a person I feel the same for.
I want to love, to show love, from the core of my being.
I want to discover someone, layer by layer, find beauty and
   darkness inside, yet fiercely and passionately love. unconditionally.
I want to feel beautiful and wanted, just in his eyes.
I want to lie naked and vulnerable in his embrace, delicate bare.  
Slowly stumble upon a level of intimacy, where a knowing glance can heal you. 

Maybe I'll never find it, I open myself again and again, unfreeze my heart from its' jaded colours,
open up these old wounds, in the hope of finding such bliss, only to find myself in a cruel snare. Ridicule me. go ahead. Call me naive, call me drama.

No, I don't want the whole world, give me a simple corner, just with genuine love.  To give, and get. To simply be.

that you can't understand..

this inherent sadness, that wants to make you burst out crying, for no apparent reason.

this unsureness of what you want, and why you are not where you want to be

this loathing of clingings you want to let go of

this sorrow. that you can't understand.