You're into me, I'm into you
We talk and talk, that's all we do
We share our stories, our lives, our pain
But there's a line we draw, a line we feign
We're close, yet so far
we're killing time, counting stars
Beating around the bush, when we really know
We're meant to be, you're winter, I'm snow
How long do we fake the real feel inside
How long do I ride the high tide
Can't you hint it? Can't you speak out?
How do I know you like what we've got?
I'm clueless, not knowing what you feel
Don't know what you're thinking, don't know what's the deal
We're friends I guess, seems like that to me
But I know there's something else, deeper than we see
I can't get it out, don't know how to say it
I feel a connection, our souls so livid
Why doesn't it show on the outside, why does my mind say no
My heart's flipping, fluttering, jumping high and low
I want to build the courage,
I want to tell you now
How much I love you,
and for long its been how
I love you more than life,
I love you more than me
I love you more than you could ever know,
What love is meant to be
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. ~Robert Frost
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Don't know what to name this yet...
He hides himself behind the shadows
While walking, he stares at his toes
He avoids conversation and keeps to himself
And even if he talks, no one can tell
But when he's alone, its a whole new world
He knows he doesn't have to do what he's told
He unleashes and reveals his art
The things he loves to do with all heart
All by himself, he finds comfort with ease
He doesn't need to function as they please
He vents out his emotions to replicate his life
The brush strokes in his painting showcase his strife
The songs he sings show joy unparalleled
He makes music and it's like he cast a spell
Jack of all trades and master of them all
He can make it up there without a fall
But only he knows why he doesn't try
The people out there don't think he's fly
He's no less and criticizes his own
He thinks he's all wrong, right to the bone
He thinks he'll never get there, he's not good enough
You try to convince him and he calls your bluff
He's his own artist, so he says
He doesn't think he could change his ways
Just one shot, that's all it takes
He has nothing to lose, no high stakes
Instead he kept quiet and stayed back in
While the outside world was looking for someone like him
He could've made it, if he was brave
But he chose to take his talent to the grave
And now years later, long after he's gone
His work is unearthed, taken, reborn
Now someone else claims the fame he never got
Plagiarized, re-written, with his spirit all lost
He never got to prove them critics all wrong
Instead his life is being sung in this song
While walking, he stares at his toes
He avoids conversation and keeps to himself
And even if he talks, no one can tell
But when he's alone, its a whole new world
He knows he doesn't have to do what he's told
He unleashes and reveals his art
The things he loves to do with all heart
All by himself, he finds comfort with ease
He doesn't need to function as they please
He vents out his emotions to replicate his life
The brush strokes in his painting showcase his strife
The songs he sings show joy unparalleled
He makes music and it's like he cast a spell
Jack of all trades and master of them all
He can make it up there without a fall
But only he knows why he doesn't try
The people out there don't think he's fly
He's no less and criticizes his own
He thinks he's all wrong, right to the bone
He thinks he'll never get there, he's not good enough
You try to convince him and he calls your bluff
He's his own artist, so he says
He doesn't think he could change his ways
Just one shot, that's all it takes
He has nothing to lose, no high stakes
Instead he kept quiet and stayed back in
While the outside world was looking for someone like him
He could've made it, if he was brave
But he chose to take his talent to the grave
And now years later, long after he's gone
His work is unearthed, taken, reborn
Now someone else claims the fame he never got
Plagiarized, re-written, with his spirit all lost
He never got to prove them critics all wrong
Instead his life is being sung in this song
Monday, May 25, 2009
Going Home..
I'm staring out the window
Wondering where i can leave my pain
I can't see the sun shine bright
The sky cries and it rains
I wish you understand what I'm going through
Sleepless nights and endless days
I don't know if I can ever overcome
If I can turn around and change my ways
You always needed something more
You didn't hesitate to show me the door
I was never ever good enough for you
How hard I tried but that wouldn't do
I'm dying inside I need to run away
I'll lose myself if I stay another day
I can't risk my life, my heart, my mind
For someone whose love I cannot find
I'm sorry I'm going, I need to get away
I need to find myself before its late
Forgive me for eloping with my soul
I'm not cheating, I'm just going home.

Wondering where i can leave my pain
I can't see the sun shine bright
The sky cries and it rains
I wish you understand what I'm going through
Sleepless nights and endless days
I don't know if I can ever overcome
If I can turn around and change my ways
You always needed something more
You didn't hesitate to show me the door
I was never ever good enough for you
How hard I tried but that wouldn't do
I'm dying inside I need to run away
I'll lose myself if I stay another day
I can't risk my life, my heart, my mind
For someone whose love I cannot find
I'm sorry I'm going, I need to get away
I need to find myself before its late
Forgive me for eloping with my soul
I'm not cheating, I'm just going home.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Three of a kind.. No 3
Could I build castles? Can I go somewhere?
Could I be at the top? Can I get there?
Can I make a difference, make a mark someday?
Do I ever get to live my life, my way?
So many questions in my mind
How many answers will I find.
Do I have what it takes towards the limelight
The talent that gets me into sight
I wanna be something, I want to excel
But do I have it in me, I just cant tell
People say I know better than to go
Risking what I have for something unknown
Maybe I should take my dreams to my grave
But I don't wanna give up, I wanna be brave
In this world where reality bites
I'll only end up with nothing in sight
I really wanna be there but I know I'm no good
I dont stand a chance where others could
I'll be the laughing stock and people will tease
when I go up there and stay still, i'll freeze
Will I ever build castles? Maybe in the air
Will I get to the top? Or never get there?
All I know is I can't make the difference if I just do
Whatever other people want me to.
Could I be at the top? Can I get there?
Can I make a difference, make a mark someday?
Do I ever get to live my life, my way?
So many questions in my mind
How many answers will I find.
Do I have what it takes towards the limelight
The talent that gets me into sight
I wanna be something, I want to excel
But do I have it in me, I just cant tell
People say I know better than to go
Risking what I have for something unknown
Maybe I should take my dreams to my grave
But I don't wanna give up, I wanna be brave
In this world where reality bites
I'll only end up with nothing in sight
I really wanna be there but I know I'm no good
I dont stand a chance where others could
I'll be the laughing stock and people will tease
when I go up there and stay still, i'll freeze
Will I ever build castles? Maybe in the air
Will I get to the top? Or never get there?
All I know is I can't make the difference if I just do
Whatever other people want me to.
Three of a kind.. no.2
They say never do that, never do this
Learn to be happy, accept it as it is
They say you'll never find joy if you are this way
You need to be like everyone every single day
I keep tying down my thoughts
I throw it out of the door
This way I'd never know
Of what I'm worth and much more
I cannot break the rules, I can't even try
People around me talk and all they do is lie
They say you gotta be normal, be like everyone else
And I keep listening to them, trying to make sense
I wanna break out, I wanna break free
Someone get me out of this monotony
I can't breathe, I need some air
I own my life, it's my own share
No one can tell me what to do
I know how to be happy and I'll do it too!
If I go their way, I may be happy alright
But not the kind joy that i would've liked
So let me do it my way, I think i'll be fine
I'll fall and get hurt, but I'll learn with time
I can handle my pain, I need no pity
I'll pull out of it myself with all dignity
I will break the rules, I will definitely try
People can talk, they always lie
I don't wanna be normal, like everyone else
I wanna live my life, my way, for myself.
Learn to be happy, accept it as it is
They say you'll never find joy if you are this way
You need to be like everyone every single day
I keep tying down my thoughts
I throw it out of the door
This way I'd never know
Of what I'm worth and much more
I cannot break the rules, I can't even try
People around me talk and all they do is lie
They say you gotta be normal, be like everyone else
And I keep listening to them, trying to make sense
I wanna break out, I wanna break free
Someone get me out of this monotony
I can't breathe, I need some air
I own my life, it's my own share
No one can tell me what to do
I know how to be happy and I'll do it too!
If I go their way, I may be happy alright
But not the kind joy that i would've liked
So let me do it my way, I think i'll be fine
I'll fall and get hurt, but I'll learn with time
I can handle my pain, I need no pity
I'll pull out of it myself with all dignity
I will break the rules, I will definitely try
People can talk, they always lie
I don't wanna be normal, like everyone else
I wanna live my life, my way, for myself.
Three of a kind....no. 1
I could be the writer I wanted to be
But there's others who're better
My lines would make sense to no one but me
And it would never ever matter
I could be the best street dancer
Beeboying around, popping and locking
But there's that guy down the street
He makes his moves do the talking
Maybe I could be the best swimmer ever
All the strokes right through the water
But there's that girl who races the fish
Will my strokes match hers?.. how I wish!
I could be the famous traveller
Go to Paris, Brazil, and Rome
But there's a zillion nomads everyday
Maybe I'm lucky I have a home
I could be the best ever singer
Hitting high notes and touching the hearts
But that new guy under the spotlight now?
Sings like a dream and has captured those hearts
Could I ever be what I think I can be?
I feel like there's people better than me
I can't even picture me in their place
Not even with them and my face
But they were like me for sure
doubtful, uncertain, scared and more
But now they're there, know right from wrong
They know they can and they're going strong
Inside of me, I know I can
I know this is what I'm born to do
I am the writer, dancer, swimmer and
the traveller and the singer too
I am the writer! The best writer
I write and make magic from lines
I am the dancer! THE street dancer
That guy down the street, don't stand a chance
I am your fastest swimmer
The fish and dolphins will agree
I can travel around the world alone
The nomads, we'll let them be
I am the famous singer,
The spotlight is on me
I am the one who sings like a dream
And the hearts I stole were meant for me
I am what I think I can be
I feel there's no one better than me
I can see myself known wide and far
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Slam Dunk
I ain't no Jordan
I ain't no O'neal
But I'm a good basketball player
And I enjoy playing a great deal
You may think its a crazy game
With people running around
Bouncing the ball here and there
Getting airborne and forgetting the ground.
But there's more to it that what they show
Or else why would Jordan return after taking the bow?
It's a game of soul and spirit
It's a game of speed and swiftness
It gets the adrenalin pumping and the heart racing
It's a game of mental and physical fitness
But very few understand
That basketball is a game of life
It contains the highs and lows
All that you can expect in life
So I should get back to dunking
While you think and try understanding
But if you don't, I don't blame you at all
'Cause you ain't no O'neal after all.
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