Far Far Away:
We thought we owned everything, king and queen of far. It is love that made us see only what we wanted to see because we thought time and space are within our control, like a cookie in a jar. Sometime, how it is better if we could just switch it off and drift away for the better, or most of the time? So close but yet so very far, the deeper we sink in the deeper we will think that the green is fruitfull, the blue is grey, it looks beautiful, within reach but so far far away.
Solemn:
I solemnly promise you, that i will take good care of you, to always be there for you, through the hardest moment to the deepest fall, walk with you through the heaviest rain and hold your hands, better or worst, even through the darkest days of all.
Amen.
But let us not forget, let us always remember, for it is He who made this possible, a dream once was thought to be impossible, who allowed this despite all the difficulties and doubtful probables, He created us for each other, let us not forget and let us always remember, for it is because of Him, we are now forever blessed and we are now together. Now let us pray that this would last for every single day for forever.
Amen.
Amen.
But let us not forget, let us always remember, for it is He who made this possible, a dream once was thought to be impossible, who allowed this despite all the difficulties and doubtful probables, He created us for each other, let us not forget and let us always remember, for it is because of Him, we are now forever blessed and we are now together. Now let us pray that this would last for every single day for forever.
Amen.
The Sign:
Waiting is pain, therefore i hate to wait. Waiting for the unknown, standing still for the uncertain, for something somehow I thought I was so well prepared or so i thought, now it is the heaviest of burdens. I stood there in the dark not knowing where should I go, time is an enemy the nastiest of foes, light me some directions, throw me some kind of sign, I really want to know.
To Me Today:
O beautiful Butterfly, please fly to her and kiss her chubby cheeks for me, for i am wholeheartedly in love. Read my poems and sing her my songs, for i am blessed. So blessed that the colors simmered in splendour, overwhelmed and flooded. Teach me o butterfly what should I say, when she reaches home to me today?
My Personal Poem:
World is an ampty space without poetries and you are my personal poem, if without, im just another empty space.
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