Monday, December 30, 2013

Sometimes

Sometimes
I feel good entertaining my wicked sense of humor,
Sometimes
I feel bad sacrificing my gain for the benefit of another.

Sometimes
it feels good doing the worst things,
Sometimes
it makes you feel bitter when you give.

Sometimes
it is more confusing with the facts than with lies,
Sometimes
it is more comfortable to believe illusions than reality.

Sometimes
I am betrayed by being honest,
Sometimes
I am honest by lying to the victim.

Sometimes
Even I doubt if my heart is really good or evil,
Yet I know that both dwells within my struggling soul

- GS

Thursday, December 26, 2013

My Secret Introvert

My secret introvert, my secret indeed,
a refuge in darkness when I am in need.
Where chaos abounds, with you I find peace.

My secret introvert, you are my strength,
you always find me when I am a wreck.
When I have fallen, you're still my friend.

My secret introvert, we both are one,
you and I both were never in want.
The day you leave me, what will I become?

- Larry

Friday, December 20, 2013

Girl from My Past

Girl from my past,
She came to the present,
She is unknown to me,
She is a mystery.

Girl from my past
Showed me the future,
Gave me a surprise,
Made me a promise.

Girl from my past,
She disappears,
She vanished again,
She never came back.

Girl from my past,
We'll meet again,
If we ever do,
Promise you'll stay.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Deep

What is deep?
Is it the ocean, or is it the heart?

What is unsearchable?
Is it a myth, or an undiscovered path?

What is unsung?
Is it the brave souls, or a guardian unknown?

What is deep?
Merely an ignorance to meanings untold.

- GS

Colors


Fill my soul, with colors light,
cyan, baby blue, yellow's bright,
grant me joy and blissful delight.

Paint my soul, with colors bold,
purple, indigo, red and gold,
give me courage to have and hold.

Stain my soul, with colors dark,
crimson, ebony, oak brown bark,
fill my past with a shadow's mark.

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Made

I - am not an accident, forced to live on curses of mistakes.
I - am not a looser by birth, only loser by choice.
I - am not born to die, because I intend to live forever.
I - am not set for a goal on earth, but set for a higher call.
I am made, not a byproduct.

-Larry