Fulfillment

Sometimes, we must learn to let go.

When we let go, we still can be fulfilled,

for what we lost, is not gone forever.

It shall remain in our memories,

till the day we leave from the world as well.

Then, memories of us will be remembered,

but others no matter if the memories we leave behind,

are sad, joyful, hateful, regretful or fearful.

The memories will be passed down,

again and again.

We won’t be forgotten in the hearts of those we were loved by.

Because, even though we may be separated for eternity.

Just to be able to reminisce the past and memories.

Even if the memories are fearful and a burden.

We can’t bear but to hold them close to our hearts.

For those memories are the last things,

we have of that someone.

Nothing matters anymore, we were left behind.

Those who are left behind, are the ones,

who suffer the most.

But memories bind us, that’s why,

we feel fulfilled no matter how much times passes by.

No matter how much space is between us,

they are less than an inch from us,

yet we can’t reach them.

All we may have are memories of those who’ve left.

To accompany us everyday as we continue,

to walk down the path of life.

To many not all,

that may be the most happiest and fulfilled moment.

For us, giving us a reason to smile and not

live in sadness or regret.

Unsaid words may be said in our dreams to you,

unfinished business can await for a next life.

For now, let us just rest with memories of you every night.

It shall be the most fulfilled thing in our life.

Secretive Friend

The winds which never blow too strongly,

will allow us to avoid love and that moment of restlessness.

The colors of the sky is so cold,

the kindness and dream remains upon the chest,

while remembering your face.

We live together in this moment,

whenever we talk about your name,

the heart still beats.

Yearning to reunite,

yet we want to bump, yet afraid to bump into that restlessness again.

Perhaps our age was truly too young that time,

blindly and recklessly entering our own worlds.

How to ask the other to choose,

allowing lovesickness to continue to linger.

A hand we can’t touch or reach,

from now on is a secretive friend.

This is my stubbornness and stubbornness always.

Has nothing to do with you and the tears you try to hide.

A hand we can’t touch or reach,

but its a hand which is even more warmer than a lover’s.

If there was a what if, but there is no what if,

There is only the loss of kindness and

most  kindest.

When there is a time when a dream  is emptied,

remembering how it was to be loved.

That restlessness and the coldness of the skies,

Kindness warms in my head, along with your face upon my chest.

Maybe our age was truly too young during that time.

Blindly and recklessly running into our own worlds freely.

That is a choice which allows both of us to decide.

Its not a winding up clock.

A hand we can’t touch or reach,

from now on is our secretive friend.

This is my stubbornness and my continuing stubbornness,

which the tears you fall you try to stop from falling.

A hand I can’t reach or touch,

yet its more warmer and safer than a lover’s.

What if, there was no what if,

only the loss of the kindness, is the most kindest.

A hand I can’t reach or touch,

from now on will be a secretive friend.

This is my stubbornness and continuing my stubbornness.

I have decided to no longer find you,

A hand I can’t reach or touch,

yet its a hand which is longer than a lover’s lasting forever.

But, what if there was no what if,

only the loss of once having, is the thing that lasts forever.

Three Wishes for friends

To be able to meet each other,

in the sea of people among the world is fate.

To be able to meet and create a bond is destiny,

to be able to know there are friends out there is a wish come true.

The first wish for friends is,

wishing for friends to express from their hearts to each other.

To be able to use their true face, their true self and heart,

to face their friends for it to be reality.

Or otherwise, they are only living in a fantasy world.

Second wish is for,

friends to treasure the bond they share.

For them to stand up for each other when needed,

most of all to never turn upon or against each other.

Because to be able to meet friends who can speak from their hearts is a gift.

When you turn on your friends,

you will leave nothing but a name hated by all.

Third wish is the last and wraps up the wishes,

friends must be grateful for the friends you have.

To be able to treasure every memory we share and make.

So, someday we may look back and laugh and joke about the sweet,

bitter, troubling memories.

Everyone memory is sweet as long as we have friends,

thus grateful for their presence in our lives.

If friends can remember these three wishes,

keeping them close to mind and self everyday.

Then, everyday is a sunny day,

everyday is life in the heavens.

Because, you know you have friends out there,

will treasure you like the million of stars in the darkened skies.

Even if we can’t see each other,

our hearts are bonded together by friendship always.

To treasure something after its gone

To treasure something after its gone.

we may never know it.

But, sometimes we don’t appreciate something,

till it leaves us, we always took things for granted.

But, if we sit back and think about it,

we were taking events and things too lightly.

You don’t know how important it was,

till you lost what was once important to your life.

To be able treasure something that is no longer there,

that feeling makes you want to grasp it more tightly.

But. when we have it, we treat it like nothing more but a grass or twig.

So, that when we lose it, all we can do is pout.

For us to be able to treasure something,

and hold it tightly in our hands.

Is not only a gift, but a blessing as well.

We must make note, when it comes back to us,

we shall treasure it even more than before.

Or else, life would think you have not learned your lesson.

Then, you will be forced to endure the pain again and again.

Till you finally learned to treasure every moment and second with what was lost.

Through spring, summer, autumn and fall,

we’ll never let it out of our sight again.

Because. we treasure things with twice the time and heart.

So, we will never lose sight of it again.

As long as you hold the goal to hold it tightly,

not letting it fly out of your hand like a dandelion.

You will have finally learned your lesson,

that is when everyday will be a sunny day for you.

Autumn’s Lullaby

Autumn’s lullaby will lure you into slumber.

Its lullaby will shower upon you,

in times of despair and doubt, depression and reget.

It will be the reason you found resolution.

So, ever lightly the colorful leaves,

fall from the trees drifting peacefully through the air.

Landing in the palm of your hand,

will you crush it with your stubbornness,

or will you hold it up to the skies staring in wonder.

If we were to be one thing, we are leaves,

no matter what season.

Drifting through the air, every so care freely,

having no idea where we would land.

Or where we would past, we trust the wind shall,

take us to a place beyond our woes and worries.

If we were autumn’s leaves,

we would drift through the skies,

with a weightless soul.

Having no worry, no tears, no regret.

To autumn’s lullaby, we seek resolution,

to its lullaby and arms is where we call home.

Dancing among the skies, in colorful reflections.

Let the voice of autumn’s lullaby shatter all your thoughts.

Creating a world, where we can be weightless,

we can be worry free, a land beyond earth.

Drifting silently to where we may be taken,,

hoping the lullaby will never stop.

A path that may be unclear to us,

but we trust and have faith in the autumn lullaby.

That wherever we go, we are at peace.

We are at a state of divine rest.

Beyond the realm of humanity.

Let the breeze, the winds be the wings,

we have desired for so long.

To lead us towards where the lullaby sings,

to where all is shattered to dust.

To where we drift in eternity with nature.

Where nothing but the autumn’s lullaby exists.

If only there was such a land,

where it would remain autumn forever,

where the dance of colorful autumn leaves,

never stop drifting and the lullaby,

never stops playing.

For the reason we drift with invisible wings,

is to go beyond the realm of consciousness.

Into a fantasy realm where nothing exists,

but autumn and the sound of endless autumn lullabies.

The realm of autumn’s lullaby,

is where a soul seeks resolution and weightless

from all of humanity’s troubles.

To seek out a type of freedom,

we can never have imagined existed from the start.

Where the colorful leaves are in peace,

soothing away all the pain, the regret, the tears away at once.

That is what we seek a realm of autumn’s lullaby beyond all dreams.

What if (Dedicated to two friends)

Here we stand at different places in life.

Alone and with a heaviness upon our hearts.

It will not vanish no matter how hard we try to forget.

But, we can’t help but keep rethinking the incident.

The incident when you let me go.

Here I stand now wondering what made you change.

Sometimes now I wonder if we could turn back time.

Would we do it all differently?

So many roads before us,

some bring us to success and joy.

Others take us to pain and tears.

If we could begin again,

would we have another change for it to end differently.

If you refused to leave,

If I tried perhaps we could be together still.

But, I suppose we’ll never know the answer.

For we can’t take it back,

if we could could we still be in each others embrace?

What if I never let go of your hand?

Would you still be the person I once knew?

What if I never abandoned so easily,

because I can’t deny I’ve truly love you.

Would it all have turned out differently.

We shall never know the outcome now,

because you did not stay,

I didn’t try to stop you.

I allowed you to slip through my fingers so easily.

Can I say I regret for not trying.

Can you say you regret you didn’t stay.

What if we chose differently back in the past?

Would we still be the person we knew,

we fell in love with so compassionately?

With thousands of roads to pick from,

we’ve chose a road which there would be no turning back point.

I still have a foolish hope that one day,

we could turn back time.

Change it allow and prayed we never left each others side.

Prayed that we would face everything with embraced hands.

If we didn’t have to draw the line between us,

causing the space only to widen,

But still these questions still fill my thoughts everyday.

What if I’ve never let go,

If you refused to leave,

if I tried to hold you back to me.

Would all be different for us.

If only, if only you stayed,

If only I tried, if we didn’t draw a line.

we may be in laughter and joy like before.

But, we shall never now what the alternative outcome,

could have been now, do we?

Questions will forever dwell in the depths of our hearts.

What if…

Romeo and Juliet (Dedicated to two friends)

Romeo and Juliet are famous for their,

impenetrable love that their story has been passed down through ages.

Now, as I sit back in my chair,

my mind clouds with your face, your voice.

The promises we made to each other,

where they an illusion or was it reality?

Romeo and Juliet never gave into the,

disapproval from their parents.

Why are we doing so now?

Is our love that easy to break?

Is it that fragile like a tree whim?

Under pressure and disapproval from our parents,

we deny our feelings, deny everything of each other.

Romeo and Juliet fought for their love,

for their freedom and to united together.

Are we really nothing compared to them?

Are we nothing to each other anymore?

Romeo and Juliet took each others hearts,

holding them close to their chest.

Star crossed lovers they were.

Their love was respected by all after their deaths.

Why can’t we put up a fight?

Why must we shrink away from what we know is not and what is.

Why must we fear the eyes of others and how they see us?

Is all we’ve been through and done together,

nothing compared to the disapproving mutters and glances?

Is it so easily blown away like a dandelion?

Into the distant so far, that we can no longer seek it?

A dandelion we want to grasp so tightly,

but it blows through the air and flows around us,

mockingly, yet we are unable to reach and catch it.

Upon these stars, Romeo and Juliet exist,

but upon our hearts, do we still exist in each others’?

Or have your denying caused you to lock me away,

to the depths of your heart to never bring out again?

If that is the case,

my heart will ache for both of us,

my heart will break for both of us,

my heart will be torn away for both of us,

my heart will die for both of us.

I will enclose all the memories and promises,

inside my own memories.

Allowing them to keep me warm on cold winter nights.

That is the fate of true love,

the fate of Romeo and Juliet.

Only they fought and died boldly,

yet we’ve done nothing but stood in deniable expressions.

My heart will shelter all,

and never release it from my memories,

till the end of time and beyond…

just like Romeo and Juliet.