you are what you read.

i may write my views.
that might appeal to yours.
or even oppose to your beliefs.
i may write my heart out.
to let your hearts know that i, too, know.
i may write long, or short.
i may write jargons.
but words are never jargons to me.
you may succeed to despise my words,
or fail to hide the sense you get in them.
try as you might, do your very best, for trying is living.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

nothing left to say


i ran out of words.

tears ran dry.

just cradle me in your arms.

the comfort from the familiar scent of you.

the warmth and the rhythmic heartbeat only you have.

for that's where i know i suit well.

when there's nothing left to say.


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  1. SakuraFebruary 25, 2010 at 9:02 AM

    sometimes when feelings are beyond any possible description of mere words, silence is the best measure. with the presence of understanding and love, things can just be so different. =]

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  2. d peacemakerFebruary 25, 2010 at 7:05 PM

    correcto! :)

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