Sorrowful For Something Irrecoverably Past

A tale lost in time
Memories are of abundance
Fond thoughts
And lasting feelings.

I shiver at every moment
This particular uncertainty
Wandering to the unknown
Yet, here must I stay.

But now the rain has come
The tale that was to end
Never came to be
Even then… here must I stay.

“May all your stories be glad ones
And your roads be smooth and short.”

 

Word!

“You will be shocked kids, when you discover how easy it is in life to part ways with people forever. That’s why, when you find someone to keep around, you do something about it.” – How I Met Your Mother

 

3-11: 3 Years On

Three years ago, the world saw how devastating a 9.0 earthquake (and the succeeding tsunami) could be. It even struck at the “best” place that it could hit – a place so protected and well-armed against such disasters, no one ever thought something like that could ever happen. Certainly not at that magnitude and scale. What more if it hit elsewhere?

Just overnight, tens of thousands of people died, several thousands were injured, and towns were literally flattened. Up to this day, a couple of thousands are still missing and an uncountable amount of people still in grief and disbelief. The horror must have been truly out of this world.

But, it is not the end of the story. For there is hope. The rebuilding ever since that day has been really exceptional and the support received from all over the world was immense.

To conclude, there’s just one last thing that I wanted to remind all of you. Just… don’t forget! Let it forever be in our memories – a time of destruction and a time of revival. While there is hope, life goes on.

Let me leave you then with my favorite clip as I have posted 2 years ago. がんばって!

Futility

The feeling of air being pulled out of your lungs but not wanting to inhale nonetheless.
I kept on waiting even just your shadow to appear by the doorway.

That dazed, numb state where you try to pull yourself out, but nothing to hold on to.
The scent of you remained on my room, circulating ever so slowly.

The mind separated from the body. Thoughts wander but the figure lingers.
Memories are piling up one against the other, stacked up higher than the ceiling.

The slightest drop of a tear becomes an inconceivable idea.
I sing a song for you as I wish that my fleeting voice reaches you somehow.

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Recently, I have been writing very gloomy pieces. I apologize if this makes you down or something, but my words are my heart. I do know however that at the end of the day, nobody really wants to be alone and depressed for all eternity. I guess we can take it one step at a time and just… laugh, love, and smile :) 

I succumb to the great chaos that is life

What do you live for if not for dreams?

You dream of a story that’s never been written
You dream of an ocean that’s not yet explored,
Of kingdoms and castles yet to be revisited
And treasures waiting to be revealed.

You dream of secrets meant to be told
You dream of inventions unraveling the world
A thousand dreams and a thousand delights
They all make up your optimistic nights.

You dream of tales coming true
You dream of miracles happening for you
A life where all you’d ever do
Is wish and it’s there for you.

But life’s too hard for me to go out
So I’ll be taking a different route
It’s back to bed, for me to sleep
A dream once more, I wish to see.

I know, the last stanza completely sucked and is completely opposite of what’s been written so far. Apologies for that – I don’t feel so good today so I had to drag this whole poem (which I started writing a few days back) down to the ground. Wahaha! ;)