Intertwined

I wondered what it will bring
  to witness the magic
The day He will bestow
  the cries of two hearts
  the deep sigh of our souls.

Two not One
Two that become one
One but never alone.

*midnight thoughts*

The Hardest

You say you wanted to keep that thing that we have. But I just can't figure 

out exactly what it is... I hold on to that, the tiniest hope perhaps. 

For I do not know when will time permit us

"One day..." you say. I say "Can't it be now?"

I tried to believe that God will bestow

The cry of both hearts of that longing desire

Last night I saw you and I was in total glee. 

Only to wake up and know it was a dream.

I once said it is okay not to see you for now or even touch you 

in a slightest way. But being with you in my dream 

as clear as the tears flowing freely 

on my cheeks

Was the hardest I could ever bear...

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*midnight thoughts*

Wishful Love

Love.
It is hope
It is despair.

It is happiness
It is sadness.

It is the beginning
and also the end.

It sheds light
but also succumbs to darkness.

It forgives
but never forget.

It is a never ending road
with winding and unknown paths.

It scares you
but excites you the same.

Gives you the feeling so indescribable,
a happiness so unique.

And so you bravely risk walking through it
hoping for the best,
unconditional
and lasting
LOVE...


*midnight thoughts*

A Perfect Love

Perfect Love.

There is but
        also there isn't.
It is seen
        not with eyes.
It is felt
        not through skin.
It is there
        sometimes...then it isn't.

It is so clear
        yet blinding.
It strengthens
        but cripples.
It is like a morning fog
        you can't see through it.
It is the union of two souls
        and not a decision of one.


*midnight thoughts*

LOVE

Love. 
It is not decided nor planned. 
It comes and it goes. 
It swept you off your feet, Yes. 
So be careful for you might hit your head. 
And the only organ running in your body is your heart. 
Where all the pain resides. 
Until it crashes all your hopes and you're like a living dead body. 
Walking without thoughts. 
Living without emotions.


*midnight thoughts*

The Dark Room

It was dark and I felt the hollowness of the room. I tried to calm myself but the fear managed to break free. No one seemed to hear me or the wall was thick enough to separate me from the outside. The silence was maddening. "I have to escape!" was the only thought I had in mind.

The locked door just increased my fear. "What shall I do?" I had no idea. Then from one corner I saw a tiny light squeezing its way to what seemed to be a window. It was a small window. But should I care more? It could be my only hope to escape. I tried with all might to open it. And after a series of despair and frustration, it opened! Only to be disappointed as the window led me to a tunnel, darker and scarier. Oblivious of what lies ahead I walked through it but I was led back to the room.

I had enough! I was more than frustrated. But I can't just gave up. Another window suddenly appeared. I was delighted but skeptical. "Could this be another tunnel?" I was lured with the idea of survival, of escape. Then came the third window and all were in vain!

I was losing hope- the only thing I had and I was losing it. If only that door will open. If only.


*midnight thoughts*

My Idea of Summer

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As I look out the window

I see people passing by

Faces with smiles and laughing cheerfully

Savouring the moment that Mr. Sunny allow.

Whilst somewhere in a room

A girl left wondering

'A sun-kissed skin, does it suit me best?'

And she stares above admiring the glaring sun.

Another creature is sitting under a tree

Someone who enjoys the heat but loves the shady comfort

He touch the grass as if he was enchanted

And there he lie having moment of spree.

Kids running, some toddlers whining

Teens singing while the music is playing

 A couple carrying a bountiful basket

Ready to mingle and have a picnic.

I hear the sound of waves

The humming of birds

They're like music playing in my head

A happy thoughts I don't want to end.

All these people have so much in common

Not just the smiles and cheerful laughter

But desires and excitement kept for seasons

Spring will end and here comes Summer!

*midnight thoughts*