Perceptions

A very old poem I made during my college days. Reminiscing one's youth and a celebration of one's raw talent.

How deep a shallow river is?
How shallow a deep river is?
Is the river shallow to the ant?
Or the river deep to the mountains?
What then is the river?
If I swam and discover
that the water is at the height of my chest.
Is it neither shallow nor deep?
Ask the river and it will not know the answer.

The Law

No regrets.
The perfect opportunity came.
Though words left unspoken,
the deed said more than enough.

No bitterness.
The best out of the limited happened.
Far from perfect it was,
the story hasn't come to an end.

No turning back.
The vision has yet to be realized.
Inner strength growing,
The law will always lead to absolute perfection.

So I rather say...
Dream and Hope
Be Happy and Forgive
Move on and Move Forward.

Give Love and soon be loved.

Untitled - June 14, 2012

In my own loneliness
a spark filled my hopes
that someday will be graced
by our own nothingness.

Exasperated with life
yet intrigued by possibilities
A new reality was finally formed
Tonight, you and me alone.

Closest but not yet
Present but not there
Realities are mixed up
But our lives intertwined.

But I chose to give way
I wished you the best
I shared my life
I fought for your happiness.

Like the four seasons
which will never meet yet almost,
perhaps I'll still chase you
where there is the unknown.