August 27, 2008 • 12:35 am
His training methods were wrong
He neither studied or put forth any effort
He didn’t scrutinize the details
His approach was wrong
He was too eager
His pace was too fast
He burned out way before the finish line
He wasn’t ready for it
He need to adjust
He need to get his mind right
He need to train with a purpose
He will come back, and conquer the next race
Filed under: Poetry
Gazing through a tiny crack
Within the safe confines of my mind
I dared to look out for something more
Abashed by the apparent vastness
I never imagine there could be more to see
Yesterday’s problems seems so trivial
The world I knew, slowly crumbled
Within the confines of my mind
Beyond my narrow views
The world I know no longer exists
Pummeled by the drastic changes
I thought to myself, “So world this is you”
Lost and confused, I ponder my next move
Do I content in thinking myself learned and founded
Do I slip back into the confines of my mind
The pleasing thoughts and memories of a known world are still there
Should I admit to petty narrow mindedness
And embrace the world beyond my eyes
Knowing what the world is like now
How can I still gaze through the same tiny crack
Filed under: Poetry , changes, narrow minded
March 18, 2008 • 10:33 pm
In hindsight
That was really stupid
It was doomed from the start
I should’ve seen through it
Cupid had me blindfolded
In hindsight
I realize everything
Was not how it should have been
It was pointless
For me to gave a damn
In hindsight
I probably shouldn’t have done it
I probably should known myself better
I should have realized this sooner
You never really gave a damn
In hindsight
I regret everything
I was too blind
Never saw it coming
I played the part of a fool
In hindsight
I remember everything
Each and every words
Mocking my bared soul
Lesson learned… I shouldn’t have gave a damn
Filed under: Poetry
October 31, 2007 • 5:39 pm
I am but a side note in your life
Shattered hearts are bitter
How can I mend a broken heart ?
When the pieces I have are tainted by someone else’s ghost
The time we shared were brief
I wanted to be the one to put you back
How can I mend a broken heart ?
When your tears are wasted on regrets
Regrets for things that could’ve and would’ve been
You said no more heartaches and wished to be happy
How can I mend a broken heart ?
When your happiness are of past memories
I never wanted you to be sad
So I was always your clown
Hoping that maybe one day you can feel for me
The way you do with him
I finally told you how I feel
Thinking that its for the best
Somewhere deep inside of me
Thought maybe you would give me a chance
Chances are… its just not there
I don’t know what kind of person
you need for me to be
But I can only be who I am
I don’t know if what’s on the outside
is all of me that you see
All I know is that you will never feel for me
Love fades; and so too will you fade from my memories.
~ hai 10/2007
Filed under: Poetry
They like me, they really like me