Thoughts for Future.

These legs is killing me,
But my heart says its bound to be
when work has become responsibility
when surviving depends much on money.

These thighs are aching,
less playing,slowly its fading
working so I’m saving
in the future might need a wedding ring.

Every penny saved is a penny earned.
Financial freedom is what i yearn,
I wish to take care of my self when I’m old,
Don’t wish to trouble when the night gets cold.

Able to pay for medicines, when i turned grandpa
Don’t you wish the same for your wife when she turned grandma?
Hold on to the thoughts, and make time now
so that in the future, difficult i would  definitely understand how.

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Dear Long Forgotten, but not in the heart.

The days dwell longer,
the feelings grow stronger
on days it felt like pain,
You’re like the rainbow after a heavy rain.

A connection like no other,
you invited me over
to so many special occasions
recalled the seasons

I hate that guy,
who played and made you cry,
the disappointing look in your face,
i see you trying to pull a weak rage.

A move i made
though i know friendship was at stake
” i like you” i said,
and you said , let’s be friends instead.

We separated when I confessed,
That deep feeling in my chest,
We knew each other for years,
I recalled my bed was in rare tears.

The story i thought was like a fairytale
how much i heard those stories that fail,
but how am I to know if i keep avoiding,
Thought it might work if i keep trying.

Reading this meant that I’m not over you,
because life back then was so true,
giving in to you, i can’t blame who,
you’re just being honest, about it too.

I put my heart rest, where its at,
recall the feeling I once have had
take it as a lesson to learn
that in life, we’re our own prison.

If we hold on to something
prepare to have nothing
and stand up for the new things
in life that possibility brings.

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Thinking about Life

the night so cold,
its blunt and so does the surrounding atmosphere unfolds,
into a different zone where the silence gets evenly old.

I stared on the empty ceiling of my room
and though the light is bright, I think I’ll just assume
that my life is not path with the history clock
and thinking why isn’t my life working the way it wanted ,maybe cause its blocked.

After thinking throughout, what i think might be about
I take a good look, deep breaths i let out
Look back at others,unfortunate what they went through
things that I didn’t really got caught into.

So I rest my case down,
cause life has its way and it will turn around
there’s mountains to climbs and there’s time to jump of a waterfall
and so i take that as life’s greatest gift cause I treasure it all.

stoner.