A poem, perhaps?

Listen

We strive to let the world know
We belong,
As if our faults cannot be seen,
They point them out,
And tell us to change.
We try to walk down our path,
The one with open doors,
To achieve.
But they turn the light off,
And tell us we can't.
So we,
Listen


I know it's been a LONG time since I last posted, but I tried?! School and extra-cirriculars have been keeping me busy. Same old, same old.

I might turn this poem into a song. I have a feeling this is the chorus. What do you all think?

Unresolved Ending

And we break up into shattered fragments,

Not knowing how to respond to the rest.

The world is a blur,

As we happen to see only our matters,

The existence of others fails to be noticed.

We cry to the world,

But deaf to the sounds of cries of help from those who need it the most.

We walk away from a hand in need,

Blinded by what we want.

The cycle goes on

Until one

Falls.

^ Yup. Another poem. :)

Surrender

Surrender

And if I had the choice,
I’d let all of it slip away.
Letting each wave slowly strip my hopes, dreams, achievements, away until it’s all gone.

And I wouldn’t look back,
I’d keep strolling until I fall;
Surrendering.
Letting the beast have a taste of victory.

And there aren't any second chances,
Once you hear the footsteps approach;
This psychopathic decision.

Every story has a villian.

 ^ Very deep and dark poem, eh? I found this in my notebook, liked it and decided to type it. It's quite old. :)

Unloved Reflection

And those mirrors remind us
Of how worthless,
Meaningless,
Unappreciated,
Repulsive
And ignored we are.
But do the mirrors tell the tales,
Or do our eyes?

Impossible

Just yesterday, it seems as if I was,
Small and scared, caring what everyone thought,
Playing battles of who can say
Those nasty words.

Inside your heart, you're controlled by,
Troubled ghosts, having no sense of direction.
Pretending as if nothing happened,
Nothing happened at all.

*chorus*
And I'm trying to catch a star but it's too far away.
It impossible to find.
It's like trying to fix broken promises,
It seems impossible to try

And like throwing pebbles,
But even more harsh, I shatter my reflection,
'Cause meeting up expectations
And learning others preconception
Is what I need.

*chorus*
And I'm trying to catch a star but it's too far away.
It impossible to find.
It's like trying to fix broken promises,
It seems impossible to try

And if I can't figure out how to fix this,
Clean off the dirt that we've spread.
Clear our meaningless expectations,
That are all stuck in our heads.

*chorus*
And I'm trying to catch a star but it's too far away.
It impossible to find.
It's like trying to fix broken promises,
It seems impossible to try

Because our expectations are meaningless,
They only break hearts.
Shatter reflections
And control us.


^ Alrighty! That last verse, right after the last chorus is actually from a poem that I wrote today. And some little tidbits here and there were from that poem also. I sandwiched them into the song. Hopefully it worked! :)

Bittersweet Innocence

The bittersweet taste
Of innocence
That you hold on to
Never let go of
The youth inside of you.
Worlds will collide
Mistakes will be made
Paths will cross
Madness is what keeps us close.
Being afraid of
The impossible
Will shatter glass hearts
Which is the beauty within us.
And of all the wonders
Those witches have told
Spells have cast
Prophecies from oracles
Have defined our destines.
Fear not of this life
Live until the stars have told us so
Which after we tower mountains
And disclose adventures
That have widened our eyes.
Open doors to which paths lead
Us to wondrous favorable circumstances
Love shall be cherished
Be rough when it's harsh
Despite it all life without love
Will never be left not found. 
Nobody is a nobody
When there is bittersweet innocence
Masking your fears
Layers upon your beauty.

I guess I'm just having a poet's moment these days. I dedicate this to my sister. <3
I don't know if you have noticed but my poems are basically me rambling on nonsense.
Hopefully this has made sense to y'all. Haha (:

Thank You Shakespeare

In school we'reading Romeo and Juliet, so it's quite understandable that I wrote a poem of this theme.
Literary devices for the win. Hahaha

Yeah, this isn't a song (which I haven't written in a while), but I still hope y'all like this!

(Currently untitled)

Is it you that captures my attention,
Across the sea where ships are lost?
And mine, my eyes are lost
Mesmerized by the light in which you shine
Brighter than the sun
Or a golden fire engulfing
The world without a care.

It is unknown how long this rose will last,
If the petals that feel like silk will fall off,
Ending love.
Will immortality strike this thorn covered flower,
Will time freeze to last love forever?

No one known how long the dove will sing,
Singing your words so lovingly.
Wishful thinking begins, that you'll come.
Someday the night will brighten with you.
You're a thief, stealing what is rightfully mine.
My heart.
I feel it beating but it's not with me.

Rambling On Something That Doesn't Makes Sense.

Insanity.
And emotion that engulfs us.
The best of us.
Leaves nothing to hide.

Drowning us in madness,
Tends to make us,
Break us.
Gives us no other choice.

The complexity of this world,
Leaves one without senses.
Controls us.
Covering us in a fog of confusion. 



This poem makes no sense. I don't know the meaning behind this. Kind of. Thanks for reading! :)

My Inner Poet. Part 4.

Time Traveler 

Apprehensive about the future,
Verklempt about the past,
What can we ask for from the present?

Stages of life as the world comes in,
Collapsing onto us,
Without a care.

Destiny awaits us,
Wishful thinking begins.
Dreading for the worst to come.

Reminiscing memories,
Immortal as they are,
Always lasting in our souls.

The present is ticking by.
It doesn't bother to linger.
It slips out of our hands.

Words are spoken,
Thoughts are heard.
No one bothers to listen though.

And despite it all,
Seconds just disappear.
Becoming our past.

Apprehensive about the future,
Verklempt about the past,
Each individual is a time traveler.

The Awkward Moment When... You Unexpectedly Come Up With A Poem

The awkward moment when you're brainfartting in the middle of writing a song.

The awkward moment when you use the word brainfart.

Yes, my word. Love it.

Haven't been writing songs lately as I've been super duper busy with school and wasting my time. Haha. I just hate those moments. I feel so left behind. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to write more and have a wave of lyrics wash ashore in my brain. (that sounded so cool!)

I do have a poem? Does that help? (:

Don't go back.
Pressing rewind will only cause harm.
The heart will rip,
Holes will be made.
Shine with light, as good memories are to be remembered.
The past is misery,
Our preconception of our foregoing.

Open up to tomorrow,
Take a step in.
Don't be scared, shy.
The day will suck you in but you're safe.
The tears in your heart will stitch.
The tears in your eyes will dry.
Smile. We have the light in our eyes.
Take a look at our fate.
We can move on.


^ I guess I'm just one of those people that when I dwell on the past, I'm haunted by bad memories. Some good, but you know...

The sun will come out tomorrow. (:

My Inner Poet. Part 3.

You.
Who are you?
What have you done with my life?
So many decisions have been made,
My life has been turned upside down.
I've sacrificed so much.
Do you even care?

What.
What are you trying to do?
Run away from here,
I can't take it anymore.
Why should you be trusted?
I can't even open my heart out.
Everyone else can,
Except for me.

Go.
I don't care.
I never got what I deserved,
Why should you get it back now?
I've tried to hard to please you,
Prove myself and cared.
Did I get anything back?
I'm engulfed in my misery.

Cry.
It's all I ever do nowadays.
My dreams have turned into nightmares.
Sleepless nights.
I've turned into an insomniac.
You portray an enemy;
Someone who pushes me down.
And I'm falling.

Welcome to my upside-down life.
Will you ever bother fixing it so it's right side up?

Okay, I know I've been obsessed with poetry. Haha. This is actually a poem based on a mixture of events that have happened in my life. I know, depressing but a good portion of it is exaggerated. (phew, haha.)

Happy Reading!

My Inner Poet. Part 2

I smiled as I received the news.
Was it true?
Things will change?
It was all going to work,
My dream might turn into reality.

Was it really you then?
You brought that smile on my face,
And the sparkle in my eyes.
Making me go crazy for no reason.

Then, bam! It's all gone.
It's now the past.
I can't go back, I just can't.
It kills.

Mixed signals drive me mad.
I can't stand it.
You were someone else then.
Who are you now?

OH-KAY, I know this is kinda awkward too.. but I hope you all like it! :)

My Inner Poet

Countless dreams I had of you.
Many sleepless nights.
I'd wake up from my dream,
Realizing I'm in reality.
That I can never go back.

Back to the past,
Re-live the dream.
The flashback.

I reread those words,
Butterflies in my stomach,
Flutter around.
My emotions can't hide.
You let yours fade.

I can't help but remember,
The laughs,
Our talks.
They way I'd smile and know that I'm alright.
Because I was.

Maybe it was the timing.
It was all so perfect.
Everything was.
The pieces of the puzzle fit.
Nothing shattered,
Or broken.

I can't help but notice,
Seeing you with another.
The striking pain inside of me.

Will your words be believed?
Will my pain be ceased.
It's not just you.
It's the past itself.
Will it come back?
Will life be the way it was?
Better?

It's not that.
It's the atmosphere around.
Loving, caring, amazing.
I recall those memories,
Realizing how "perfect" it was for me.

I know you're there.
You're somewhere inside.
Maybe not with me.

Now it's all washed away.

Everything between us.
Everything I had.
Everything there was.




OKAY. Here's the story behind this. I read a poem and I ended up coming up with the first half and the second half is personal... in a way. It describes two situations actually; one more personal and the other kind of imaginary.

YES, I KNOW. ANOTHER "AWKWARD" THING. No need to remind. Nothing that personal, really. It's just I still have that one song stuck in my head. :)

Fyi, I came up with this at the top of my head... and it's not edited. I thought I'd show you some rough work. Very freestyle. Want to let me know what you think?

Say hi to my inner Shakespeare. Haha.

Confusion is like a time warp, sucking in all your thoughts and drifting you in a new world.

The title is actually a line from a poem. I really like it so I thought I'd put it as my title.
It really has nothing to do with this chorus that I'm posting.
You like?
So, speaking of choruses, here it is.

"Do you know that i'm okay?
Do you know that i'm fine?
There's something that's hurting me inside.
Do you care about how I feel?
Do you care if it's not the same.
If only I could replay.

And inspiration kicks in.

HEY! IT'S FINALLY 2011!!! Happy New Year! :D 
Did you all have fun partying? 

Anyways, I read this poem that my friend showed me and it inspired me to write this. 

Well, technically it was from 2 weeks ago but I somehow found this in my notebook. 

How lucky? :)

I hope you like this. Comments and critique are appreciated. 

I Promise...

I promise I’ll try my best,

I promise to walk away.

But do you realize that it’s hurting me inside.

I promise to stand strong.

I promise to find a way out,

But don’t you understand my heart?

I promise I’ll find a way out,

I promise to never bother you,

But when you treat me like that, how can I stop?

I promise to stay as myself,

I promise to be true,

But if only you cared and loved me too.

Here's a bit of math for you...

Poetry + rhythm + music = lyrics.

It makes sense, doesn't it?

You know what's been happening to me lately?
I've been writing poetry...
A LOT of poetry.
It makes writing lyrics a lot easier... and harder sometimes.
But when you add music, or a beat to the poem, they sound like lyrics.
It pretty cool, if I do say so myself.

Here's a snippet of my poetry. Feel free to critique.

When stars shooting above my head,
Flying as if they are trying to run away,
Do I dream?
Do I just stay,
And keep still?
Dreaming that the wish will come true,
Once you've asked for it,
Do you think it will come true?


Okay, so I can do WAY better.... but I just came up with this at the top of my head.
You like? :)

This is what inspiration does to me...

I hate how you play games,
This game that I call love.
Its blinded me,
And breaking me inside.

Every step I take is,
Moving me forward.
But it seems as thought,
My mind is in the past.

My mind desires peace,
Peace from all this misery,
Because i fought through it all,
But now i give up.

Heads or tails, I flip a coin,
Deciding right from wrong.
Inside my head I think,
Is there a way out?

Every time i try to mend my heart,
It slips from my hands,
It falls to the ground,
And shatters all over again.


--My friend showed me this poem and it inspired me to write this. Isn't this so sad?
Inspiration really hits me deep. :]

So, I wrote this poem...

I also write poetry too, not just lyrics. Besides, lyrics and songs are basically poetry, but just in a musical format. Anyways, this is one of my best pieces...

Shadow

It mirrors every move I make,
Follows every path.
In sunshine,
It never leaves my side,
Protecting me from the obstacles in the world.
When night falls,
It magically disappears.
It's shielding someone else,
Or resting for it's new adventure.
A dark,
Grey figure,
Full of life and emotions.
It's ready to speak,
But it can't.

I hope you like it! :)

Poetry... Guitars... what else?

HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!!

Anyways, let's talk about... um... ah ha! POETRY!!!

Poetry is quite similar to lyrics. They have syllables and beats and you can say them in any tune. That's where I get my lyrics from. Some of my lyrics have evolved from poems.

Writing poems may seem very hard for some people, but for others, (such as MOI) it's not that hard. You just need to practice and work on them.

Oh My Gosh! I have not played my guitar in so long! I cannot believe it! It seems like ages... I missed it so much. It has been like a week and a half or something like that. So today, I decided to get my guitar out and play it... and luckily I came up with chords and melodies for some of my old songs. I have to tell you, it wasn't easy. It took me a while but I am glad I accomplished that task... I wasn't procrastinating this time. Haha...

I'll post new songs soon. I hope I haven't been boring you yet. ;)

The Start...

I was checking my blog and I had a question in my head. "How did I start to song-write?" I think it's just something that I developed an interest in. My best friends (who happen to be very talented and amazing singers) inspired me. I wrote a poem and one of my friends started to sing it for some odd reason. I just have one question for you. Would you care to read a poem? Poerty helps me with my songs and for some future songwriters, (such as myself) this tip might come in handy.

Lost in My Imagination

I am lost in my imagination,
In the land of my dreams,
I am lost, but I can find my way,
Every time I believe.

I am lost every time I wish,
I wish for this to never end,
I am following my heart’s desire,
Just like, it was my best friend.

I am lost because I reach,
I reach up high,
I will catch my dream,
Every time I try.

I am lost in a universe,
In a place where I belong,
A place where I can escape,
So I can sing all day long.

I am lost because I am dreaming,
Dreaming for my wishes to come true,
When I am in my own little world,
I am thinking of you.