Poem on Lovely Things

I wait for joyful things,

The greens and yellows,

And those long wanderings.

I expect good seasons,

The sun in summers,

And the rains when it pours.

I love smiles and laughters,

The short holidays,

And those wild adventures.

I breathe in melodies, 

The sound of dry tears,

And the tuned memories.

Monday with Him

Seeker of my heart
The One I long for
You whose love goes beyond life
And whose wonders are beyond skies
My all, I give You

How can I be more faithful to You?
I mused upon these words
How can I love You better?
I asked Your holiness

Is there any way?
When my heart is tainted,
And when I am always away
When my love is failing,
And I always go my own way

You are higher than the highest
Yet you love devotedly
You are mightier than the best
Yet you know me completely

Teach me to look at You 
And to love You until for ever
To hold on to You,
Even when it goes steeper

Let me sing with my life
And dance with my heartbeats
Let every breath that I take
Be a solemn offering
Before the King, the Highest, and the Loveliest

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And life has begun.

It is an amazing thing to find yourself rediscovering the woman within you, finding out more of your weaknesses, and how your strengths cover for them. It is an amazing thing to find yourself endlessly wandering the adventures of life. And it feels eternal. It feels boundless. It feels like whatever you're doing in the present will amount to something everlasting.

I am at a hype in my life right now. It is a must to find joy in all that conspires around you, and it is a must to perceive goodness through every little thing. And so, the extent of the beauty I see in my current existence is limitless. I feel like a lot of things could happen. And I know that I will see more things happen.

No, I'm not lying in a bed of roses. Actually, I'm residing at a completely different and completely opposite location. I find my heels always clicking for somewhere, I've found myself restless from thinking and thinking and thinking. All the energy within my system is being allocated somewhere, and sometimes, I feel like I need refill right at the moment I am about to exert more effort. It is not easy, in short.

But I am glad. Because my heart is full of love and joy. I am at peace that wherever I am, I am properly placed. The days will go by, and I will find myself completely drowning from deadlines, plans, and chaos.... but I know I will be fulfilled. My life isn't perfect, but I have the confidence that it will be lived as it should be, as long as I choose beauty and happiness, Love and goodness.

Broken Phone

The broken phone
With all its functions in it
The broken phone
And its value within
Brought all the importance it holds
Down to its brokenness and sorrows
From the messages it could have received
To the people stored in it
To the connectivity of all sorts
To the alarm that will never be heard

Funny how its brokenness
Could have brought melancholy to its proprietress
It was one early Saturday morning
That have been missed
A morning that could have gone differently
Had the phone not been broken
Had it been fixed and working
It could have been spent spent with glee
And the whole weekend dearly

But the phone was broken
And boy, did it bring her weekend heart with it