Candle provide light that will guard us as its burn it goes shorter. Life is just like a candle as we uses our energy, our mind to think, our heart getting hurt, we become less care to this world, we will think of hiding somewhere. THe light of the candle will be no more when the wax is melted and when the stem had finish hence it is the same to our life. When the light cant be lighten anymore then hope is loss, there is no more activeness in one self, one will think to stop doing anything or start doing thing that are not sensible. As candle finish burn then we will burn a new one, life is say to be like candle to when one thing is over then come a new start. Is this true? When candle stop burning, they leave wax the remaining of the candle eventhough it cant be lighten anymore but it leave a spot or a trace that it is once been there. In our life even the thing is over, it is true that we tried not to remember, but there is thing that is too deep in within, that even treating as a paper that had been burn by the light of candle, it still leave ashes, they is no way certain thing will just leave or be gone without living anything. Even things that loses it life still leaves corpse and decade leaving bones. There is nothing that can be totally erase, it only can be ignore and can be left as where it is.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Roots of life
Worse time has pass by,
Today is a day to be free,
Yet, there is still roots in within,
Old root that never can be romove,
When it is remove then it is a whole new world,
Because of the root that cant be remove,
It feels like dying flower,
Even though the tree looks alive and green,
The flower never bloom,
The look of the tress shows its freshness,
But the flower never show itself,
This is when, when people will see,
See how fresh and green is the leaf,
Never thinks that how the root have been working hard,
Working hard to make the leave grees,
And yet never show it flower,
Due to certain circumtances,
The old root which cannot be change,
Is making it go inner into the soil,
Deep deep in trying to protect it looks,
Without knowing it, it got deeper,
And become harder to be to let go,
Become harder to remove.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Paradise!!
It is a torture this time of the semester, but this time the torture is double or more than that. Well i think i start to hallucinate and become unstable faster than usual. This week with all the assignment, report, test and most torturing of all final year project presentation and report. This week will be the last week of this semester before study week and final exam. After this weekend test there is a must to find paradise either to realise tension, stress or calm myself down. Hope to make it this weekend to the paradise....
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