“Said” Conscience

I have been trying to talk to you.

But you have not been listening.

Every second of the day, I have been with you.

Yet I am the only one you are ignoring.

Are you scared to listen to what I’m going to say?

Or is it that you consider it useless advice?

You may have had a lot of fun today,

doing so many things that were unwise.

Love surrenders to lust

And you have begun to live a lie.

Do what you do… if you must.

There will be a lot to answer when you die.

Can’t force you to listen to me,

Can’t convince you that I’m right,

But what really amazes me

Is how you manage to sleep at night?

All I can really do

Is keep talking to you

It is time for you to realize

That the only one you are fooling is you.

Not everything can be blamed on fate

So listen…before it’s too late.

Written by: JP

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She lost her herself on the tress

Among the ever- changing leaves.

She wept beneath the wild sky

As stars told stories of ancient times.

The flowers grew towards her light,

The river called her name at night.

She could not live an ordinary life

With the mysteries of the universe

Hidden in her eyes

By: Christy Ann Martine

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Confessions of a lost soul

Is this what I really wanted?

Is this what I wished for?

If what I have is what I desired

Why do I wish for something else

…or something more?

 

What I wanted to be mine yesterday

Will I still want it tomorrow?

If what dreams comes true today

Will I have a new dream tomorrow?

 

Do I really want what I think I want?

Will I be happy if and when I get it?

Or is this a fantasy driven by jealousy

Which will end up in me feeling guilty?

 

When dreams come true

They do not remain dreams anymore

Reality seems to be so ordinary

And that then makes me wish for more

 

Greed now rules my soul

And even “Everything” is not enough

My dreams will come true

And when they do, I will have no clue

The grapes will always be sour

Happiness…always beyond reach

_JP_

PS: I will post some of his writings for the mean time. He gave it to me and shows some of his poetries. He doesn’t want to be mentioned so I put his initial name.  I wasn’t able to write anything since I’m in a healing process but I will still try to write again as I promised on my previous blog.

Thanks for reading.

Jenny G. ♥

Street Lights

“If you see me in midnight walking in the streets

You’ll know it was me for I cannot sleep. “ Been asking to myself if you really are shining just for me. Because if not, I will turn off the lights in order for me not to see myself that I was hurt.

Lost Diary

I was happy that day that I wrote it on my diary

Telling all the stories about you and me

How you are being so nice and sweet everyday.

Hmm… I remember something

Everything was written in blue ink

It was like a story telling…

“First page where everything started. On how we first met, on how we have been together. On how we thought that we are perfect for each other. It was like  a fairy tale, full of love and laughter…”

But at the time passes by …

all the following pages rapidly vanished

Words become dark and blurry

I cannot read it clearly

Tears started to fall

I wanted to read it once more

Just to remember everything

Even If I will be in pain…

After all, the happiness that I had was just a dream

It was only just a dream

that separate me from pain

A dream written down like a story

A made up story that was written

in my lost diary.