Tis the night that comfort me..
Perhaps its the night that that runs me to write.
Where the air becomes calm,
its like i'm able to flow gracefully,
the invisible dance where only my mind can see,
where my body feel it flowing within,
its a time when i feel almost free,
my will cast out,feelings run free,
the world disappears,
leaving only a void where none can fill,
finally dawn comes bringing its light,
as well as bringing me together again,
filling my void,connecting my pieces,
then i'm made whole again.
<->
How i started out writin became a poem i don't know(if you can call it that).
Perhaps its true.Writing at night makes its easier(its da real night).
Where words flow from my fingertips as if water.
Opps better not get started again.
I'm not much of a poet anyways.
Coulnd't stand reading much poems anyway.
But i do enjoy releasing a flicker of my feelings now and then.
(If you want,its ok to tell of any correction to be made)
Thats the magic of bloging.
Doing it not because you want to and not because you have to.
(Those of you having bad thoughts,better repents now.)
I'm also aware that there will be people who'll eventually reads my blog, one way or another.
Its mostly senseless banter or possible rubbish to some.
But to those who find it inspiring,i'm thankfull to God that i can do as such.
To those that find this entertaining,i hope that future blogs will continue to do that.
Although i can't really promise that.heh.
I can only really promise this.
This is where i'll convey feelings,knowledge and thoughts.
Anything more that,take it as a bonus.
Everything i leave here is a gift, a contrary to gifts i could not afford.
Thank You.
<->
Where the air becomes calm,
its like i'm able to flow gracefully,
the invisible dance where only my mind can see,
where my body feel it flowing within,
its a time when i feel almost free,
my will cast out,feelings run free,
the world disappears,
leaving only a void where none can fill,
finally dawn comes bringing its light,
as well as bringing me together again,
filling my void,connecting my pieces,
then i'm made whole again.
<->
How i started out writin became a poem i don't know(if you can call it that).
Perhaps its true.Writing at night makes its easier(its da real night).
Where words flow from my fingertips as if water.
Opps better not get started again.
I'm not much of a poet anyways.
Coulnd't stand reading much poems anyway.
But i do enjoy releasing a flicker of my feelings now and then.
(If you want,its ok to tell of any correction to be made)
Thats the magic of bloging.
Doing it not because you want to and not because you have to.
(Those of you having bad thoughts,better repents now.)
I'm also aware that there will be people who'll eventually reads my blog, one way or another.
Its mostly senseless banter or possible rubbish to some.
But to those who find it inspiring,i'm thankfull to God that i can do as such.
To those that find this entertaining,i hope that future blogs will continue to do that.
Although i can't really promise that.heh.
I can only really promise this.
This is where i'll convey feelings,knowledge and thoughts.
Anything more that,take it as a bonus.
Everything i leave here is a gift, a contrary to gifts i could not afford.
Thank You.
<->
posted by Kenny Chan at Thursday, March 09, 2006
