How long's a tear take to dry
When almighty brings is rain?
How long's a tear take to dry
And do tears, and do tears really stain?
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Relish with love
Every year during the CNY period, I would gather with my beloved for a hearty dinner. This year I chose somewhere nice @ Bukit Timah area for dinner. It used to be always Marriott but it is also the place that we use to go to when Sonny was still alive. Relish @ Cluny Court was pretty nice though its menu was mainly burgers ( sigh the distance I have to run to burn them off ) No pics of the food though as we were bunch of hungry buggers but we still have time ALWAYS to take some pictures.
Alan & Veron
Alan & I
Veron & I
My beloved
Alan & Veron
Ken & I
Alan & I
Veron & I
My belovedThis entry is dedicated to my dearest & unforgettable friend, Sonny. My eyes still well up with tears whenever I think of him .... even as I end this entry
Saturday, February 16, 2008
The Rose
Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed
Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
Its the one who wont be taken, the one who cant seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember that in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the suns love in the spring becomes the rose.
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed
Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
Its the one who wont be taken, the one who cant seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember that in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the suns love in the spring becomes the rose.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears I shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that I have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears I shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that I have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
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