Sunday, April 24, 2011

I love you

Here I finally come to stand
My pen and paper in hand
To write to you

To tell you what I feel inside
To say to you I can't survive
Without you

For all the things I've come to see
I now believe there's only you
Only you for me

I'm standing here so lost in you
That's all my heart and soul can do
Is say what's true

I love you
I love you

The first time I looked in your eyes
It was so clear to my surprise
My heart stood still

I've heard it time and time again
That when you fall you can't pretend
True love is real

I know with you I do belong
You are my voice my simple song
You're all I need

The joy I feel when love is blind
You're everything I need to find
My search is through

Baby I love you
I love you
Babe I love you
I love you

Cause I know with you I do belong
You are my voice my simple song
You're all I need

And the joy I feel when love is blind
You're everything I need to find
My search is through

Baby I love you
I love you




Love will show you everything



Today, today I bet my life
You have no idea
What I feel inside
Don't, be afraid to let it show
For you never know
If you let it hide

I love you, you love me
Take this gift and don't ask why
Cause if you, will let me
I'll take what scares you and hold it deep inside
And if you, ask me why,
I'm with you and why I'll never leave
Love will show you everything

One day,
when youth is just a memory
I know,
You'll be standing right next to me

I love you, you love me
Take this gift and don't ask why
Cause if you, will let me
I'll take what scares you and hold it deep inside
And if you, ask me why
I'm with you and why I'll never leave
My love will show you everything
My love will show you every - thing, thing,
My love will show you, everything
Our love will show us everything

Random readings


On Pain
 Kahlil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.


Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.


It is true. Pain and Happiness are always a choice. We are happy if we choose to be happy and we are sad if we choose to be sad. This is also well explained in this article.

If only...


If only I could feel the warmth of your hug now, I would sleep in peace. 
If only I could run my hands through your hair now, I would close my eyes and smile.
If only I could hold your hands now and tug your closer, my heart would skip a beat.
If only I could look into your eyes now, I would see all the love in the world in one place. 
If only I could sit next to you doing nothing now, I would consider myself to be the luckiest person on earth.
If only I could feel your stubble on my cheek, your breath on my neck, your kiss on my lips I would not ask for anything more.
If only...
Miss you. 

Friday, April 22, 2011

MPKDH

I was watching this song O ajnabi sad version and it made me realize why I watched this movie thrice in a theater. I think I like the pain in love, sweet torture as they call it, and also maybe some cool fundas about parenting I wanted my mom to see , also her outfits. That's it.