Destiny by simplymarrimye

Where do you belong?
Where are you heading?
Are you taking the road less traveled
or the path with curves and hurdles.

Are you happy and contented
or are you lost and worn out?
Don't keep chasing the wrong dreams
Luck cannot be won but hard work will pay off.

Do you know yourself enough
or do you wear a deceiving mask?
If you wish for a life worth living...
be reminded of the footprints in the sand. 

Beginnings may have endings
But life is a journey...
that starts with a single step
until you reach the the goal you most deserved.

Emotions Written by Hand

I LOVE YOU... then and now by DL

Pen and paper
on top of your desk.

Thoughts are yet
to surface
and words are
filling up the
blank piece.

Your mind is telling
what your heart contains.

Sadness, joy
gratitude, sorrow
or maybe fear
excitement and thrill.

Every stroke of your hand
conveys your innermost.

It's something much
more meaningful
and romantic.

A letter written by hand.
a treasure to keep...
A memory of sentiments
marked with the ink
of your heart.

Wake Up Call

Wake up call by Simplymarrimye

When our life is being threatened
we need protection and security.

When our home is being invaded
we need stability and unity.

When our health is being jeopardized
we need to recover and rehabilitate.

When our mind is being depleted
we need faith and resurrection.

When our heart is being broken
we need comfort and relief.

Only when we reach our lowest point
that we learn to kneel and cry for help.

Dreams. Pain. Time

Dreams. Pain . Time by DL

i couldn't help but remember him...
his every part.
from head down to his favorite shoes.
i couldn't help but miss him...
from that spot he used to wait
to that chair he used to sit.
i couldn't help but think of him...
over and over.
from the time i wake up
till i close my eyes.
how could i possible discard all memories
if all thing around...
remind me of him?
how could i forget him...
and let go of the feelings
if my heart still couldn't take it?
how could i rescue myself
from drowning in tears
if my eyes never stop weeping?

Blue Isn't Sad At All

Blue Isn't Sad At All by Simplymarrimye

Blue is the color of the sea 
reflecting the sky
We see the beauty of day... 
so promising
We see the wonder of the beach... 
so inviting.
The sand is smooth 
yet blazing hot
It welcomes any soul 
to be cuddled and embraced.
There's euphoria and hope
upon looking up
It's brightness constantly glares
The atmosphere is an Arcadia of bliss
We wish it will never fade...
and never disappear.
We are sad when we feel blue 
but not in this case
The color means... 
seeking peace and tranquility
It's nostalgic, persistent and determined.

LIKE Poles Attract

Like poles attract by simplymarrimye

LIFE is not only 
a mixture of
sweet and sour
liquid and solid
high and low
smooth and rough
MAN and WOMAN...
but anything in between
is no longer unusual.

Why do some people prefer something different? We all have choices to make. We are born with own distinct identities and as we develop into an adult capable of knowing and reasoning, we are exposed to an environment with extremely wide variety of values, social norms, rules of conduct, customs and practices. As human beings, we have the desire to understand every aspect of the world we live in. Our natural curiosity of the many things around us will lead us to defining our own self and bring us to a journey of limitless exploration.

Who are we? What are we?

These questions now lie beneath the realm of self individuality.

The discussion of gender preferences are predominantly articulated for centuries by philosophers, religious leaders and writers. From ancient times to today, there are countless reasons and diversity of opinions regarding the theories of engaging to same gender relationships.

To live life as how we desire to live it.

Nowhere To Find

Nowhere to find by simplymarrimye

We've been to many places
have met people along the way.
We've heard some good stories
and weathered some bad days.

The past is no longer visible
yet remained in our reverie
It has brought weeps of sorrow
and tears of pride and glee.

Our hearts may keep seeking
the love that is lost.
The quest may take a lifetime
we have to pay what it costs.

You have loved and failed...
but whatever reason is behind such struggle
you have to keep your heart alive
even the search has come full circle.

"Are You Tired Enough?"

"We'll never get tired of loving.. It's the hurting that drains  our body and spirit." by simplymarrimye

How many times 
do you have to keep saying...
"It's over!"
but your heart can hardly 
bear the loss.

How many times 
do you have to believe in 
when trust is gone and words are doubtful?

How many times
do you have to give up and
turn your back
if your heart overpowers your mind?

How many times
do you have to be beaten
and bruised
before you surrender and give up the fight?

Maybe, you never get enough of
love and hurt
until you are emotionally 
drained, exhausted and tired.