Life,

Life is like a puff of smoke,

It will vanish and disappear.

What really matters?

It’s all about love.

It’s all about how you live your life.

Life,

Is a mystery.

Everyday,

Is unfolding the journey.

The journey,

On the way to home.

My home, sweet home.

One day,

In Heaven,

With Him,

For all eternity.

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Perfect Love…

If I’ve ever seek a perfect love,

Perhaps it’s a fantasy.

If I’ve ever searched an everlasting love,

Perhaps it’s just only happens in novels.

If I’ve ever searched something deep,

Perhaps I can only find disappointment.

Is there such a thing?

A perfect love?

Is there such a thing?

An everlasting love?

Is there such a thing?

A deep love?

I just do not know…

It still remains a mystery…

But we will find out one day,

One day…

Looking…

Everyone is looking for something,

Someone to understand,

Someone to comprehend,

Someone to be by your sides,

Someone to lean on when you cry.

Someone to help you shine.

Someone to help you fly.

Someone who never deny,

Everyone is looking for something,

Is it a thing or is it someone?

Is it touchable or measurable?

For that very something…

Just keep looking…

Looking…

Keep looking,

And you will find it,

In your heart

And in your soul,

Believe it,

And you will see it.

One day,

For that special something,

For that special someone…

Who will never walk away…

Who will always stand by my side,

In good times and in bad times.

Looking,

Everyone is looking for something,

Something that can fill their hearts,

Something that seem to be missing,

Missing in the moments of darts.

Everyone is looking for something,

Something that seem to be real,

Something that seem to be long lasting,

Lasting forever more.

Everyone is looking for something,

Something that satisfy,

Something that fortify,

Everyone is looking for something,

Is it love?

Is it beauty?

What is it?

What that is?

A true love,

That I am looking for,

For something,

Or someone,

That can truly love me,

And accept me,

A true love,

May be it is a thing,

I just don’t know,

Everyone is looking for something,

And I am just keep looking,

And looking…

And looking…

 

My Life

My life is like a flower,

The flower in the wind.

Blossoming one day,

Withering another day.

My life is like a river,

A river on a side,

Flowing along the stream.

Until it hits the end.

My life is like a candle,

Flickering in the dark,

Sometimes it is bright,

Sometimes it is dimmed.

Sometimes the light is gone.

My life is like a moment,

Passing by each day,

Each second each time,

Is the only life that I have.

My life,

Is short

Is uncertain

Is impermanent.

The only thing that I have,

Is this very moment…

Suffering, 

Suffering,

Is a part of life

Without suffering,

You will not grow

Without suffering,

You will not learn,

Learn to live,

Learn to forgive,

And learn to love.

Suffering,

Sanctify you,

Molding your heart,

Pruning your soul.

O my Lord!

I’m suffering,

I’m in pain,

I’m wounded…

I’m in a flame,

A flame of your love,

A love that is so great,

A love that is so pure,

That burns me into flames.

O my Lord!

My God…

I love you…