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Wednesday, April 05, 2006
What is love?
When it bears to meaning?
When it is not repaid?
When it is all but lost, vanquished in thin air.
Where is love?
When all your efforts reaps no rewards,
When the search for it reads 'FAILURE',
When you know you've played your last card.
When it bears to meaning?
When it is not repaid?
When it is all but lost, vanquished in thin air.
Where is love?
When all your efforts reaps no rewards,
When the search for it reads 'FAILURE',
When you know you've played your last card.
It has been thus far,
that we walked the same path in life.
It has been thus long,
that we crossed each others' names on our hearts.
As I looked back at the path that we've taken,
I saw footsteps,
yours
and mine.
I saw footsteps,
yours
and mine.
Now, I find myself all alone.
Solitude.
Isolated.
Solitude.
Isolated.
As I bring myself to look at the horizon ahead,
a clear path awaits me.
Will I venture into it with a new set of footsteps?
Or will it be of the same kind as before?
a clear path awaits me.
Will I venture into it with a new set of footsteps?
Or will it be of the same kind as before?
I shake my head,
and breathed out a deep sigh
I see hope, laughter and joy;
tears welled my eyes.
I am still accompanied by lost memories.
But one thing's for sure,
It's all up to me now.
And guess what?
I've started to carve out my own path.
It's all up to me now.
And guess what?
I've started to carve out my own path.
Alone.
Solitude.
Isolated.
fitri
Solitude.
Isolated.