Hurt

Ouch! an expression
That gives a person the notion
To be in alert
For a person is getting hurt

If a child i hurt,
It just cries away the pain
And then leaves the hurt to heal
And forgets all about it

But if a grown man is hurt,
It may cry the pain away
And then lets it heal
But will truly remember the scar as it heals

How I wish I was a child
To cry away that hurt as it gets mild
To leave the hurt as it is
And be free as it heals

Resurrection

Being down and lonely is not a bad thing
It just means that we are humans
Able to feel and be hurt
And makes us grounded from time to time

It just means that if you go up so high
You have to take a good look at the path
If there are hindrances along the way
And if you falter and fall, stand up and dust yourself off

Arise and stand tall
For the game has only started
Just like a phoenix that rises from its own ashes.

My Wings

I have once grown a pair of wings
It has grown so big like that of the kings
It has a lot of power
To climb the highest tower

The wings was tempered by love
That was given from up above
Then one day it got clipped
I was shocked and almost flipped

I tried to repair and mend it
But to fix it was a bit intricate
Then I soon realize that I have to cut the other wing
And take the challenge of what life could bring

Now I lost it all
And just let life roll
I found out life is not that bad
To have no wings and all, you can still be glad

The Psychiatrist

There was this psychiatrist
Who seems to know everything
The psychiatrist comments on relational issues
The psychiatrist has commented on break-ups and separations

The psychiatrist wondered how will it feel
To be the one at the bad end of the reel
The psychiatrist does not know and understand
For the psychiatrist is so madly, deeply in love

Then one day it suddenly came
The psychiatrist is now broken
And the wish is to blame
The psychiatrist said so this is how it feels

Distorted, lost, pain, sorrow
Distracted, floating, wondering, sad
The emotions almost took the psychiatrist
But the psychiatrist thought I must go on

And now, how I wish the psychiatrist could see
To see that I am not in glee
How I wish the psychiatrist could hear my plea
And fix the broken pieces of me

Uneasiness

By night, sleepless
By day, restless
Wants to be busy
To forget something easily

Buys a drink
To get drunk
When the hang over comes,
Another problem arises

It is so difficult to focus
When your bothered and conscious
So difficult to think
When the pen is out of ink

And now I tell everyone
This is the most difficult thing I have ever done
To look calm and easy
When everything inside of you is uneasy

Complications

Complications may arise
Even in the best of us
It is up to us to make a resolve
To tinker an idea to make the world revolve

Complications comes in sizes
Big, small, huge or great
But in every problem
There will always be a weak spot

Take a good aim at that spot
Puncture it, until it is in maim
Little by little, a light will appear
Like a horse running from the rear

The complication that seemed so great
Will suddenly disappear and disintegrate
When all the solving modules
Comes and makes it grand parade.

Friend

I have this friend
Who's there even when times end
This friend helps me forget
Those things that made me regret

When I am down and lonely
This friend comes and consoles me
Gives thoughts, ideas and advises
So that everything in me normalizes

And now I wonder
I think and ponder
That I should not waste any time
To make this special friend mine

Sayonara

This is a farewell to a past
A past, that I wish could have last
For everything has just ended
And there are things that have not mended

How I wish I could go back
'Coz I don't want to see you pack
How I wish I could see things ahead of time
I could have evaded this and made you still mine

But the lessons from the past
That my friend will surely last
With everything said and done
A new life has just begun

loneliness

i am writing this poem for the one i loved
but my beloved has another one on her arms
that made me break down and made me think twice
to try to court her or not
but my heart says me to pursue,
making it harder to do
so i try to stop but it wont stop
but until then i will try to conceal the pain
to let them have there happy life of there own
leaving me grieving here alone...