No need to ask.
No need to question.
but sometimes we still need to know
The Reason.
-Memories flashed after watching an old disney film Lilo and Stitch.
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Short as life is,
our expectations make it shorter
by the careless whisper of time.
And even if time can heal a broken heart,
it can also break a waiting heart.
The sun always shines
and hope always floats
Though the river never pass
and touch the same stone
We wait and believe
that the rainbow of life
offers a pot of gold.
Daily Prompt: Someday
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A song of agony
A song of faith
A song of love
A song of hate
Sing me a song
You’ll never go wrong
No matter what melody
To nurse the barren memory
It doesn’t really matter
As long as i can relate.
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Life is like a boat ride. It comes in different boats and vessels. Huge or small, in whatever shape or form.
It may come in golden moments just like that cruise on a beautiful sunset. Memorable moments with screams and laughters just like that unforgettable banana boat ride.
Sometimes it scares you when you feel all alone in that small canoe, in the middle of the vast ocean when storm is brewing and wave’s flashing.
There are times it gives you thrills as you reach your peak while you do that white water rafting, not alone but with a team who took risks, just like family sticking with you come hell or high water.
And no matter how big or small the boat you’re riding, and how calm the weather is, you still feel that bouncy bumpy moment, making you wonder why the ride is not smooth sailing when everything seems right.
Sometimes, even if you knew that it’s not a one dimensional journey when you thread on that deep unpredictable water, you still hop in because the boat is coming.
No amount of nausea inducing ride can stop you from trying the ride. Deep inside, you believe you can always adjust the sails because you are the captain.
And if sometimes life makes you feel you’re just a passenger, you still hold on to that rail. Clutching your bag of prayers, hoping that the captain will steer it right, believing that nothing is really hopeless.
No time to stand, wait and hope that another boat is coming. You jump, dive in and swim with faith as your life vest and hope as your anchor.
It doesn’t really matter this time if you know how to swim. What matters is you know how to find your way. This time you knew that when the sea gets rough, you don’t look at the water swirling around you. It will only make you feel worse and scare you more.
Just look at the horizon far away. It’s the only stable thing when the ride is bumpy. And that horizon will make you hold on because you deserve to be there.
And you will thank yourself for trying the boat ride. Because now you know the answer.
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At the airport you left your sorrow
To fly somewhere for a hopeful tomorrow.
You hand in your ticket to check in your luggage
Weigh in and get rid of your excess baggage.
Frisked and screened at the xray machine
Nothing to hide except your love that’s a sin.
You enter the gate and wait for the boarding
At the airport where no one will be watching.
As you enter the plane looking for your seat
Reminds you of the time you were hiding the cheat.
Now the crew is explaining and in detail they are showing
Where to find your life vest if the plane will be crashing.
Like a heart that is drowning, the affair that is diving
You think can be rescued if both of you started leaving.
The seatbelt you are locking, this time no one’s blocking
This is what you’ve been waiting, tomorrow he’ll be boarding.
In the middle of the flight, a speaking recurring dream
His wife is crying while your husband is calling.
Awakened by a scream, turbulence suddenly starting.
Looking at the window, lightning starts to follow.
Holding on to your prayer, to make you feel stronger
Believing in the promise, that you will still be together.
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