Against the Gravity

Against the Gravity


I have learned some insights
Into what it means to be alive

I am still living because I choose to live.
So if you want anything in this world
You have to fight for it, and that’s what I do.
Everyday I walk in the ways of my heart
And the things seen by my eyes
Anywhere I go, and whatever I do,
I feel the diverse parade of life.
And there’s a mixture of wonder and
Delight shining over me.
I am beginning to unlock the secrets of pleasure
And discover what poets already knew.
But, oh, it’s not easy to live life this way!
There are days when the laughter just stops,
Then I find myself alone
Standing at the heaven’s gate,
I view the world as a dying
Candle in the dark,
When was it that I truly enjoyed seeing fireflies?
Aren’t they so beautiful?
And delighting to the soul?
If I could believe in true love
I would never dwell in fantasies again!
Who has ever dreamed to live
In a profane and profound world?
In my tender years, I realize that love
Really moves in a mysterious way
It shouts and echoes to unleash
The things more than I try them to hide.
My dreams are as distant
As those stars in the galaxy
Sometimes I ask how it feels to be over the moon
Or soaring up into the solar system.
They said that not all pain is painful
And not all joy soothes the aching heart.
Beneath the sunless sky,
I find myself alone
Wrap again into the world of shadows,
A world of push and pull.
Every time I throw myself up,
I always tend to go down,
Day and night I keep on searching
A place that can be mine.
But I seem nobody,
I am so down and hopeless,
In my suffering I feel isolated
Many things are pulling me down
I pray that someone could toss me up
I can stand it no more,
But the journey must go on.
How I envy the birds flying over the horizon
Oh why don’t they fall out of the sky?
Are the secrets revealed in them?
I wish I could reach the top of the world
And defy the force of gravity!

Waiting for the Full Moon

Waiting for the Full Moon

It was once only a dream….

I sit quietly in one corner
With the full moon peeking in
Through the window,
I finally got down some thoughts of her
That thrilled my heart
In the privacy of my room.
Why is the wind so cold tonight?
Why does it penetrate the heart
And take the warmth away?
I long for stories that will bring her to life
I know only one – the story of her death
No one could give me the detail
I needed to know about the woman
Who was like a goddess to me
And a surging loneliness spread through me
From out of now here I heard someone singing
It was she, I thought.
The voice is like a song of the loveliest song bird
That lingers on to the tree
Why is there stirring of the soul?
This languor of the flesh?
My eyes could have been mistaken
But there she was, so pure and lovely!
From a distance I see her sitting on a piece of rock
Under the moonlit night
While the tiny stars swarmed crazily
Like a shower of silver sequins.
She’s so heart strong in a lot different ways
From the way her eyes glistened,
I could tell she’d been so happy
She was smiling with the guilesness of radiance of youth.
This is how much I’d come to love her
This is how when she joined my body
And there’s a part of my mind
That swims to join her against my will
I have a swimming filling in my heart
Like a creature thrashing to get out
And wanting to stay in at the same time.
How I love to hunt the moon
As it happily rises to glory
Its splendid beauty excites all my senses
There’s a flood of emotions poured from the sky over me
She seemed mysterious
I could see this time the shadow of her
Dying out as the full moon hung low and heavy in the horizon
Then I scampered off to the realms I am designed to live
My love for her remains forever
Her smiles always heal a thousand hurts within.
I watch the full moon slips below the treetops,
In my heart, I wouldn’t wish it to rise up again.