Collection of honesty

All of a sudden I'm growing so fast, Far away from home, independent at last. The days seem endless and so repetitive. And the competitive side of me, Refuses to let tears hit the floor... Father said sweat is what success demands for. Overwhelmed by high expectations, Amazing is standard - no congratulations given. Every day such a battle in attempting to thrive, I'm surviving but I long to be alive.

I know the game played, feel free to cry me a river. Promises are like babies, easy to make, hard to deliver. Issuing cheques from the mouth don’t cost anything… That's why you spit on the beauty that promises bring. A million times repeated and I never thought to be wise, And realize your words are just files and piles of lies. Again you’ll blow it off, pretending to know my thoughts, But it’s really the little things to me that mean an awful lot. You’ll make new promises and speak what I wish to hear, Yet slowly but surely, they’ll somehow disappear. Stop in your attempts to fool me, I’m no longer a child. Start clearing the ‘I promise...’ illusions you’ve compiled.

Your blue eyes stare at me with nothing less than sincerity, Your sugar coated words got me believing in me. Your kisses so soft and tender, it takes a million to suffice. Your touch lingers around my body, I'd pay any price, To spend time and understand you... Let your guards down and make you a better man, Like the way you effortlessly extract the goodness within me. You remember all the abstracts- shuffle my muffles, And fit them together like a jigsaw puzzle. What started off as a flirting flame had no one to blame. Sparks fly and we've become something real, The attraction we feel, so strong and enchanting... In games there is always a loser but to me you're not a game. What is it you perceive? a sea of ecstasy, a world of fantasy, a sense of majesty? Do you do it to just relax, release, feel relief and set yourself free? When you hold me, are you alive ? Are you feeling me or is it just a touch? Do you care or am I asking too much? Are you clo...

To my one and only, 2013 won't be perfect without your presence. Why do you come back for a day, steal my heart away then leave for months of absence? 4 years since we first met and I know it was fate, But life isn't great enough to create perfect lovers without much waiting. So I'm debating... whether I'm too naive and unrealistic, To wait another 4 years to be with you. I want to love someone else but I don't know how to. That's the easy way out, I could just move on... But what about the promise we had agreed upon? The little moments of me being under your umbrella, In the wrap of your arm, I become Cinderella with a prince. And your soft words prints deep in my heart despite distance keeping us apart. How can I lie to myself when you've always been the one I want to run to. So can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now to clear all the fears and tears I've had When the ...

The three main walks of life, To be happy, live and survive. They say "chase your dreams" and then "No, don't be dreaming." Trying to inject my life with their meanings. It's impossible to truly live without confrontation, disputes and argumentation, people try to help, destroy and add confusion. There are choices to be made and it's hard to find our own, In this big big world you're insignificant, leaves us feeling so alone,  when others give you a break life'll still throw us sticks and stones. We all have to learn to defend ourselves and be strong but it's easier said than done, sometimes we'll find to be in the wrong side of the pavement. And patience will lead us to a place of greatness but we have to wait, as the roads aren't always in lines of straightness. Don't fall for every bait, don't start hating fate, Our lives are for us to dictate. Through damnation, frustration, causation, remember that we can...

There's something about rain, Hitting grounds, slipping through drains. Soft then loud, crowded with clouds. No one speaks when nature is talking. Streets are gloomy yet colored with umbrellas walking. I sit on my bed with a book in one hand, The rain beats to the rhythm of my reads. My coffee rests on my bed side table, As the thunder reminds me when to sip and proceed. The rain keeps knocking on my window pane, It sings me a mellow lullaby. With my eyes half closed, I watch the plants rejoice. I gently fall asleep to the sound of rain's voice. *Inspired by a conversation with my best friend, Carmen S.

As I vision myself looking out the windows of the plane that removes me from home, I know I will have things to remember. I will remember... 1. That even though I'm by myself, there'll be people that are there for me.  2. When I have an awful day, dad is just a phone call away. 3. Should I fall sick, mom's honey recipe is always a splendid remedy . 4. If I miss the skyline, post cards will display the images of  home guarantee.  5. Good times will be shared with the ones back at home, 6. I'll make regular phone calls to make sure no one's alone. 7. I won't forget the way I've been brought up and the principles I hold, 8. To represent my country with more pride than I owe.  9. To maintain a smile and mean it as much as I can, 10. Work out what life is gradually and have a flexible plan. 11. Facebook will be used to keep in touch with old friends, 12. Be forever grateful to the ones that comprehend, mend and cleanse me.  13. Sinc...