Mumblings of an incoherent mind...
Merry Christmas
A picture of serenity,
a gift from above,
a heart of purity,
peaceful as a dove
While the world is in turmoil
While brothers fight
While disasters ravage
You slept through the night
A heart that knows no evil
A mind that is innocent
Eyes that has seen no misdeeds
Still blissfully ignorant
Your name means wise
And wise you will be
Wisdom will be your hallmark
and knowledge your company
i pray that you will grow
to be strong and brave
that you will keep your innocence
until you are in your grave
though the world is filled
with pain and suffering
through it all you will endure
and joy will be forthcoming
as the world celebrates
the yuletide festivities
we welcome you into our arms
the latest member of the family.
'Twas the night before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas,
and little Timmy was excited,
It's gonna be Christmas mummy! It is!
Exclaimed little Timmy with glee..
Round and round the house he ran,
He couldn't contain his excitement
On and on about Christmas he went
His eyes wide open with excitement
He imagined the toys he would receive
That santa would bring on his sleigh tonight
Of the gifts that he had requested
He broke into a grin, full of delight
Little Timmy didn't want to sleep that night
excited, he wanted to wait for daylight
but alas, the sandman paid him a visit
soon he fell into a deep deep sleep..
The next morning as daylight broke
he jumped out of bed and scrambled downstairs
to the evergreen where his presents would be
but alas, there wasn't even a single one there.
Devastated,heart broken little Tommy broke into tears
His heart filled with great great sorrow,
But when mummy woke up and saw tommy's tears
she said,' why are you crying..for Christmas aint till tomorrow'
okay...corny i know...din't exactly work out....wanted to write a story about little Timmy.but too lazy so i thought i'd put it into poem....anyway..here's wishing everyone a Happy Holiday...and Merry Christmas.
for it is when you least expect it, will you be surprised.
Little Box of memories..
Do you have a little box of memories?
U know...a box where you store things that you treasure....it might not even be something you treasure but maybe something that reminds you?
It might not be something of value...but it's certainly something meaningful
It might not be something beautiful...but its certainly something precious..
I was going through my things at home....lookin for pictures taht i can use to put together a picture collage...when i opened up my box of memories. In it, its made me realised of the friends i've made and lost...of distances that once were close are now worlds apart. It's kinda sad that i've lost touch with many of the authors whose letters are kept in my box of memories. It was interesting really to go through some of it, i din't have time to go through all....among them were pictures that the authors would send me. One day, i will get myself to sit down, go through all the things, the wonderful handmade gifts and cards that i've received, the little notes that though are simple, carry profound meaning. And one day, i wil restore the bridges that will lead me to their authors again. One day.
Do you have a box of memories?
Have you gone through it?
O h yea...in my box of memories...were also the lenses from my first spectacles, my diary and other stuff...
One Sweet Day (by Mariah Carey)
One Sweet Day
Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
Cause you've flown away
So far away
Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive, alive
Chorus:
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together (Together)
One sweet day
Darling I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
And I, I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
(But I always cared)
And I miss the love we shared
(Chorus)
Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray
(Chorus X2)
Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
Blind
this is a poem written by Jamie Thong...i think it's pretty good and i find it relevant to myself as well... enjoy
Blind!
What are you, blind?
Why can't you see it? Why?
What's with your sight?
Wake up! Fool!
You gaze at it but you just don't see it!
Stop thinking you're right!
Stop shutting your thoughts!
Stop concluding things!
Stop it!
You see everything so well?
Yeah right! Everything is perfectly clear.
Man is good at seeing,
but he's also blind
Who can say what the colour is?
Who can say that is so?
Unclog your circuits, clean up your vision.
Maybe then you'll see righteously.