Friday, December 23, 2005



Requiem To A Star


I sat on a hill, on a cloudless night sky,

To feel such peace, none can deny,

Swept to the heavens my eyes roam,

To find a bright star, with the sky as home,


I saw it then, a sight to behold,
To feel a peace, as yet untold,

I watched it then, it's light brightening,

With a light, pale blue as lightning,


My brightening star! oh! Brightening star!

i have come to thee,
We'll sup tonight with fell Orion,
Your starlight shines on me,


I gaped and wondered at heaven's revelrie,
My thoughts removed from place and time,

The other stars will all agree,

Such beauty is this star of mine,


My brightening star! Oh! Brightening star!

in you i have such hope,
to rise high in the mundane sky,
When night time is invoked,


It is thou that helped those ships ashore,
Delivering them from such cruel fates,
It is thou that wishing kids adore,
Giving hope when the hour's late,


I am humbled among such great company,

Granting wishes to all who deserve,

I asked for just one favour,

I small trifle compared to many,

I asked for love, plain and simple,

To give love unending, and be loved in return,

I wished to the star, soft and humble,
That my life be happy at every turn,


I asked for the love filled in my dreams,
To see again impossible beauty,

With wishes so great, yet far it seems,

I hoped the heavens would respond in pity,


Days have passed and weeks wore on,
My life continues, goes on and on,

Some days i return, upon the hill,
Or see the star, upon my sill,


One day i met her, my dreams fulfilled,

We became such friends, we fell in love,

Upon such news, my soul is thrilled,

my prayers answered, by the heavens above,

My requiem finally reached it's end,

My songs, my rhymes is finally now spent,

But forget i did not, of my hill's errand,
My song to the star, Of my road unbent,


The brightening star, so wonderful is it,

It keeps on shining even after i'm gone,
It's light can never ever be dimmed,

It guides mortals from it's heavenly throne..

Wednesday, December 21, 2005


A LONG DECEMBER

A long december and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember the last thing that you said as you were leaven’
Now the days go by so fast
And it’s one more day up in the canyons
And it’s one more night in hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven...i wish you would
The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it’s all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And it’s one more day up in the canyons
And it’s one more night in hollywood
If you think you might come to california...i think you should
Drove up to hillside manor sometime after two a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
And it’s been a long december and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass
And it’s one more day up in the canyon
And it’s one more night in hollywood
It’s been so long since I’ve seen the ocean...i guess I should

-Counting Crows

Friday, December 16, 2005


well, I'm here again.. probably thought another blog *preferably by my own writing* wouldn't really hurt.. anyway, here i am, still basically in the same muck as in my previous predicament..it's been a long road indeed for me to even be here, a year later, back to where i started. Although some people still believed in the idiom of 'home is where the heart is', i suppose it's true.. i do love home, but sometimes i prefer to stay outside, where the world is, even when the world sometimes is an unforgiving place to be.

I just had a long talk with my friends, and i realised now, as i had realised all those years before, the things that makes the world stage play on, the individual actors in life that makes the otherwise dull world into a life of vivid color and imagination, is always tinted with emotion and events full of drama.. love, zest for life, betrayal, and hope. That long talk, as well as my visits to the land of memories constantly reminded me of how much of me had changed over the years, and how much of me actually stayed the same. I know i had been very much a fool in my younger years, turning my own life upside down for things that today i considered trivial, for idealistic changes i know i could not wrought upon the world. I was always crazy enough to try then.. but i know it was my old self that virtually brought down my own world upon my head at one time, much to my own discomfort and dismay. Heh.. i supose life teaches new lessons each time you venture somewhere, and i suppose hard lessons are their fare..
I can't really claim myself as a changed man.. i know enough of myself to see that i am still an ass to myself and others sometimes, but at least i know that my old mistakes, my pride and my foolhardiness must not be repeated again, fo the sake of myself as well as others.. i hope.. :-/

But i guess now times have changed.. friends have changed, responsibilities and attentions go elsewhere. Sometimes i can't help but think of simpler times, when dreaming of a life isn't so criminal, and friends and relationships were less complex than it is now.. I dunno.. i just hope at my rate at least something can be salvaged from my life.. the old and the new.. it'd probably look freakish, in the look like a cross between a fridge and a waffle iron, but i think i can make something out of it.. i think.. Probably isn't used to the term ' growing up' fully yet.. who knows? maybe i'll get there soon.. :P

To lyn.. well, i understand ur redicament.. aside from the stuff i already told you, you won't have to worry then.. :D

To the rest of the readers out there.. stay classy, stay lively..!

Thursday, December 15, 2005


Someone Special

I wake up to the sound of rain upon my sill
Pick up the pieces of my yesterday old thrill
Can I deliver this used up shiver
To how I pronounce my life
And leave it up to faith to go by its own will

Back row to the left
A little to the side
Slightly out of place
Look beyond the light
Where you'd least expect
There's someone special

A foggy morning greets me quietly today
I smell a fragrance in the wind blowing my way
And ever further I run to find her
I yearn to define my life
Placing my faith in chance to meet me in half way

Back row to the left
A little to the side
Slightly out of place
Look beyond the light
Where you'd least expect
There's someone special

And she's here to write her name
On my skin with kisses in the rain
Hold my head and ease my pain
In a world that's gone insane...

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Here i am again..! Well.. honestly.. today would have been a superb day if anything bad didn't happen today... i guess, murphy's law applies today.. Somehow something did went wrong,and i ended up feeling down again..i suppose i did behave like a jerk then, and now i felt like a moron. I never liked that feeling.. the feeling when you think something just went wrong and you can't do a damn thing to fix it. That would be what i'm feeling today, i guess.. I just hope things would get back to normal again.. soon.. Oh! how i missed the early days.. when we smiled always and kept smiling even after the sun went down..seemed like we haven't a care in the world.. well..enough of my rantings.. probably the whisperings of a worried heart, i guess..