Love is finding happiness in sharing

Loving someone makes me feel so happy -
i'ld love all of you to feel it, too...
it is the joy that comes from knowing
that another shares the same joy, too...

Loving someone makes me want to share -
all that i have: be it just a morsel
or a feast in a dreamy glass castle -
i would most gladly share with the one i care...

'It's the singer, not the song"

I believe that it is always the singer -
not the song, that captivates the audience...
it is his tilting, husky voice crooning love songs -
that tugs at the heart strings, and evoke feelings, so strong...

For it is definitely his moaning voice that keeps us mesmerised -\
it is he who keeps the audience pining for more ...
it is the emotions expressed that makes the difference -
between loving the singer and the feelings of nostalgia for his song...

"To Those I Love"

"When i am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love. You can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness
I thank you for the love you have shown
But now it's time i traveled on alone.
So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must
Then let your grieve be comforted by trust
It's only for a while that we must part
So bless the memeories with your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and i will come
Though you can't see or touch me, i'll be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone
I'll greet you with a smile, and welcome you home."

I'd like to say this to my beloved:
please don't die on me - remember
you promised that you would take care of me...
so, never, never die before me -
for it would break my heart to see you go
coz i've placed my heart, my all into loving you...

Celebrating my last Teacher's Day

It's the day that all of us teachers(and students)look forward to -
it's the day to show our love and appreciation to all our teachers...
and for teachers, it's a welcome to be showered with little tokens -
that say very big Thank-yous and I-love-yous and a chance to repay...

This last Teacher's Day was passed with mixed feelings, though:
happy that it's going to be my last two and a half months,
but truly sad, too, at the thought of what i'm going to miss -
and that i'll be leaving all the warm smiles behind...
and that heart-warming feeling when a child you've often reprimanded
marches up to you, gift in hand, to say,"Happy Teacher's Day, Teacher."

But, i've learnt that, whatever it is, life has to go on -
and that friends are like the pebbles and boulders that one passes
on one's way to the sea: some do follow one all the way -
but others are left behind, never to meet again...

Which one are you, my dear little friends, i wonder?
the boulders or the pebbles, i oft times wonder...
Just which one are you, my special little friend -
the pebble or the boulder, i just wonder...

Trying to Draw the Line

I'm a living, breathing, thinking, feeling individual -
a friend to all those i call 'friend',
and a close companion to all my sisters;
i'm an elder to my nephews and nieces -
besides being a mother to my own daughter,
and also a teacher to all my students...

It's a role too many, sometimes i feel -
to be juggling all these responsibilities,
and to be a wife and home-maker, too;
but at times i feel truly blessed -
that so many have touched my life,
and given me the chance to touch theirs...

But there is this nagging feeling,
of having to draw the line -
(and yet feeling doubtful about it)
right where it is best for everyone,
right where it is fair, and just -
and also just the right thing to do...

I'm trying to be wise in my judgement -
and fair to all, by doing the best i can...
i have tried to teach discipline in a different way:
by being approachable, and caring, and loving,
and by always being there for them -
i hope they would one day understand...

That what is right for us -
may not be right for everyone;
and what is true for the majority -
may not be so, for the minority;
what is fair and just for us -
may, at times, be just as unjust and just as unfair...

So, who are we to make the decisions for others -
with the excuse that 'it is for their own good'?
who are we to be judgemental, and execute the lore -
when we, ourselves, are far from being perfect?
who can say for sure what is right or wrong -
save the one who is involved, who has a feeling strong?

So, as i've preached, that i now teach:
be cool, be smart, be just, and be strong,
make your own decisions on whatever it is that matters -
if your thoughts are clear, and your feelings are strong,
then you'll not have to point an accusing finger -
when things, unfortunately, did go wrong ...

Learning to Let Go

Yes, i love to hoard all the things that are precious to me -
things that i like, and definately those that i love, too...
i love to have them all with me, and near me, all the time -
and hope, i would never, ever, have to part with anything dear to me...

For it would surely break my heart -
to ever have to breakaway from the things that i love,
and those that i have loved, and treasured,
for such a long, long while...

And i would love to keep all my memories -
of all the things and all the people in my life...
those who have ever been in my past -
and those who have touched my heart...
those little things that i have treasured -
or those familiar faces that i've loved...

So, i hope to keep all these nostalgic memories with me -
for as long as i live, for as long as i can remember...

Loneliness is that strange feeling

Loneliness is what i feel -
sitting on the steps all, all alone...
loneliness is the word to describe this lonely feeling -
of being left all alone, being forgotten by the world...

Loneliness is not a nice feeling -
for it tells me that i'm here all alone...
i'm here, upstairs - and all three gates are securely locked -
trapped, and forgotten, and left alone, on a Saturday afternoon...

So, while others are merry making at a wedding feast -
i have only the birds to talk to, my only jovial company...
to think that there are creatures in this world -
who are oblivious to others' comforts, save their own,
makes me sad and angry but then i looked up and what i saw
makes me smile again, and fill my heart with love again...

For i believe there is hope for every one -
no matter how slim the chance of recovery...
no matter how bleak the future may seem -
i believe that God is there, and He takes care of things...

A Sunrise Is Another Beautiful Day

A sunrise is another beautiful day in life -
i used to say - but not lately...
no, not lately - not anymore -
my life seems to have lost its sunshine...
and though the sun still shines every morn
for me it has lost its warmth...

For life has its ups and downs -
and lately it seems to be at a low down...
and i look at your golden dawn each day -
with a big fat frown, and my heart do also frown...

And i can't find it in my heart, as each day dawns -
to even force a small smile...

Today I Feel Sad

No, it's not something that others had said -
that makes the spirits drop to a real bottomline low...
neither is it something that i had done, or not done -
that makes me feel very, very sad...

I guess it's what you have just said -
that brings the tears close to the brink...
it's the sad note in your voice and your words -
that wrings my heart, and makes it bleed...

For you have lost that jovial and confident demeanour -
and speak with so much sadness from your heart,
that i can't help but feel the pain, the sorrow -
which fill my own heart with melancholy, with remorse...

And the raindrops falling from the sky -
seems to blend with the teardrops from my heart...
and the pattering sounds of raindrops on the roof -
is the very echo of the sound of sadness in my own heart...

And as i gaze at the turbulent sky -
it reflects the darkness deep down in my own heart...
and, just like you, i wonder what the future has in store -
and, just like you, i have very little hope, when the heart is so sore...

"You are always on my mind"

I've been to nostalgic nooks and corners that i used to frequent -
and i've walked down all my favourite memory lanes...
but wherever i may go, wherever i may be -
you are always on my mind...

For i've come to have you in my thoughts, my mind -
ever since i let you into my heart...
and i've learnt to share all my thoughts,
and all my feelings with you, ever since...

It's coz you understand -
what i need, and what i want...
you've shown me that you understand -
what makes me happy, what makes me sad...
what brings out the tears, and what, my fears...
what truly thrills, and what jerks at the heart strings...

It's coz only you would understand -
what really makes me tick, what surely makes me smile...