The Climb - The View at The Top

' They take pictures of mountain climbers at the top of the mountain. They are smiling, ecstatic, triumphant!  They don't take pictures along the way, cos who wants to remember the rest of it. We push ourselves because we have to, not because we like it. The relentless climb, the pain and anguish of taking it to the next level.. nobody takes pictures of that. Nobody wants to remember. We just want to remember the view from the top. The breathtaking moment at the edge of the world. That's what keeps us climbing, and its worth the pain. That's the crazy part, its worth anything. '

When I think of You and I

I think of roller coasters, Ups and Downs

Joy and laughter, Tears and sorrow

Stormy weather, Sunshine and Cool breeze

Yet the word 'irreplaceable' comes irresistibly to mind

For through the blood and the toil

The mood swings and the heartaches

The uncertainty and instability

We have kept it all together

We held each other by the hand

And climbed on to the top

Knowing that we would not have made it apart

And as I peer down at everything beneath me

Reaching out my hands and touching the clouds

Knowing that you are the only wind I feel

Beneath, above and around me, you're all I feel

Your sexiness overwhelms me

Confuses me and numbs me

And suddenly all the pain I ever felt is forgotten

And the climb is worth it

Being with you is worth anything

                                                         .... Shels

Subject To Your Own Interpretation

Tears in Heaven

Would you know my name

If I saw you in heaven

Will it be the same

If I saw you in heaven

I must be strong, and carry on

Cos I know, I don't belong

Here in heaven

Heaven

In your heaven

You've got me trapped

You, my master

Me, your slave

Infinite stupidity

The story of my life

I think about what we have

A pile of nothingness

I ask you, omnipotent one

I ask, who am I?

I ask, who are you?

I ask, what are we?

The silence speaks volumes

For I mean nothing

.. am nothing.. to you

Yet you trap me

In your heaven

Would you hold my hand

If I saw you in heaven

Would you help me stand

If I saw you in heaven

I'll find my way, through night and day

Cos I know, I just can't stay

Here in Heaven

Promises

All empty

Empty barrel

Why do you remain silent?

When I ask, Omniscient one

Where are we heading?

Or why do you do the things you do?

I guess you feel no need for noise

Empty! Empty! Empty Barrel!

Yet you've got me trapped

In what I thought was heaven

Trapped in your web

An intricately woven web of bullshit

And though it stinks as hell

I'm trapped here in your heaven

Clearly a dilemma

For being trapped means suffocating

Being trapped means death

See, I just can't stay

I don't belong

Time can bring you down

Time can bend your knee

Time can break your heart

Have you begging please

Begging ... please ... 

For you I've shed many a tear

I've begged and I've pleaded

My knees are weak

My heart is bleeding

So out the door I go

I'll miss the laughter

I'll miss your touch

I'll miss the good stuff

But you have a wicked heart

In your heaven, I am nothing

For every smile, for every laugh

I cried ten times more

For every caress, for every kiss

You pushed me and crushed me

ten times more, ten times harder

So I cannot shed another tear

Not for you, or anybody

For I know

I don't belong

In this heaven

Beyond the door

There's peace I'm sure

And I know, there'll be no more

Tears in heaven

Yet its hard not to cry

When I'm not sure what exactly is outside

But it must be better than this hellish heaven

Outside heaven, there is light

Outside heaven, there is hope

The irony of it all

So I walk towards the door

Not looking back

Still teary eyed

Sad, yet hopeful

Angry as hell

Out of your heaven

Hope it gives you hell!

Cos I know, I don't belong

Here in heaven

And I know , there'll be no more

Tears in heaven

~ Inspired by Eric Clapton. Not quite sure this is what he had in mind though.

The Wait

TICK

TOCK
The clock ticks.. seconds to minutes
minutes to hours.. hours to days
days turn to months.. months.. months

I watch the sands of time slip through my fingers
Wishing you were back here with me
Just so I could see you smile.. laugh.. sing.. dance
In due time.. I keep telling myself
You'll be back where you belong, in my arms
So patiently I wait

I'll be waiting 

Cos I can't smile until I see your smile

I'll be waiting

There's nothing else that I would rather do

I'll be waiting

Cos I can't sleep until I hear your heart

I'll be waiting

Patiently I'll wait right here for you

TICK

TOCK

I resent the distance, I resent the time
Yet as I watch the minutes slip through my fingers
I realize I'm a minute closer to your touch
Your breath.. Your warmth.. Your heart..
For what we share transcends both time and space
Like time, this thing we share is irreversible
And you, my dear, are irreplaceable
So I wait, for in due time
You'll be back in my arms

I don't care how long it takes

I don't mind, I'm alright, I'll sit and wait

Till the sun goes down 

And comes back up again

You're the best thing in my life

Without you it just ain't right

So take as long as you like

I'm Waiting

TICK

TOCK

Waiting ... Waiting ... Waiting ... Waiting

Patiently I'll wait right here for you

TICK

TOCK

Cos I can't smile until I see your smile

Cos I can't sleep until I hear your heart

TICK

TOCK

So patiently I'll wait right here for you

Waiting ... Waiting ... Waiting ... Waiting

Gloomy future without you

There is only one you

So ever so patiently
I wait

~ For Amariee ... hope you love it.

~ Also, for all others in long distance relationships, or temporarily away from their significant others and special people.

~ Inspired by a lot of things but mainly Beyonce's new song 'Waiting'. I've properly killed that song, even my dog, Whisky can bark that song. hahaha!

The deepest cut

Its sad how time passes by

You think you've learnt from all mistakes

You count your hurts as lessons learned

You're so sure next time logic will prevail

And then when history repeats itself

You realize you make the same mistakes

Maybe because you are dying to trust

Or maybe because it comes as a friend

So you're blinded to the writings on the wall

And that's the saddest part of it all

That every time hurt is clad in different attire

You never realize that doom lies ahead

Until its too late yet again

And salty tears come pouring down




For MishMashMuahYang, my 'wife' and 'worst half'. lol
See, black roses, genetically modified, Inspired
Sad though, who would want black roses?

  ~ The most painful wound is the one inflicted by a friend ... someone who really doesn't care enough ... and yet doesn't have the balls to admit it. Unfortunately there are a lot of those around. 'Scissors, scissors, where art thou? Sometimes, its best to cut them off!'



ps. Chale, sorry about the sad poems... they come naturally chale..if only the convos i had with people were more joyful, maybe i wouldn't have something sad to write about, and if only people started thinking before they acted and stopped being so selfish, maybe we'll have more happy posts. Tomorrow, maybe, tomorrow.

Dys-Functional (8 years! 8years,man!)

Akorfa sat bundled up by the window. It was pouring outside. She couldn't stop the tears from pouring, no matter how fast she blinked. She felt cold, and the blanket she had wrapped around her shoulders offered no warmth or comfort. How did she get here? In this dark corner. She looked out at the storm outside and let out a piercing, sorrowful scream that surely woke at least one dead person from his eternal sleep. Stormy weather.. Yup, that was her life. 8 years! 8 long years, she had spent with him. Agreed, a quarter of the time, they spent breaking up and making up. And then he just casually strolled in one day with some feigned sadness and said, 'Boo, I have something to tell you. Don't get mad. I think I've found someone else.'

The sky looks pissed

The wind talks back

My bones are shifting in my skin

And you, my love, are gone

'Huh?!' That's all she could say. She just stared at him. Ok, for one thing, 'Boo' and 'I've found someone else' should not even be in the same sentence, but that aside, ...... 'WHAT?!!!' Akorfa blinked. The fool repeated himself. 'Babes, don't be mad. I've found someone else.' 'Ah, are you on expired weed or what? What do you mean you've found someone else? WDH!! Wait.. What?'.. She could not help the tears that came running down her cheeks. 'I see you are not in the mood to talk reasonably right now. I'll give you some time to digest the information.' He declared, and walked slowly out of her house. It cut like a knife. Why and when did he even start looking, and why didn't she get a memo, or a note, a text message, whatever, saying 'Hey boo, I'm looking. You might want to do likewise'. Then maybe she wouldn't be caught off-guard. Akorfa blinked. She was having flashbacks of last night. How was she supposed to function? She stared out at the storm outside and pulled the blanket tighter. Why did it feel like her walls were closing in on her? She let out another pained scream.

My room feels wrong

My bed won't fit

I cannot seem to operate

And you, my love, are gone

Oh she hated him! How she hated him! What an ass!! Seriously, was he for real? Damn! The guy had cheated her! Well, that was her opinion. Oh, but she still loved him. (Humph, now who was the ass?) 8 years! 8 flipping years!! Well 8 years, and he had found someone else. Out of nowhere, there was now a Madam Newly found. She wondered when exactly he achieved that feat. Considering the fact that he didn't act like someone was looking anywhere other than her doorstep. Okay, maybe he had started acting a little weird since that party three weeks ago. Hmmmmm.... She sighed. She had to move on this time. She had to let go. Oh gosh, how would she let go?

I'll never say

That i'll never love

Oh, but I don't say a lot of things

And you, my love, are gone

Akorfa pulled the blanket tighter. That didn't help. She was still shivering. Plus she needed more tissue for her eyes and nose, but she couldn't be bothered to find another pack. She didn't have the strength to do anything. She didn't have the strength to move ... she didn't have the strength to move ... on. She had to pick up the pieces somehow, and start all over. Hmmm.... empty promises! empty promises!! 8 years! 8years, man!!! She didn't know how to be in anything other than 'in a relationship'. Once in awhile, she would find her self in an 'It's complicated', but that was only when they were having their moments - the break-up/ make-up - moments. She was sad, just plain sad. She couldn't even think of any big complicated words to describe her feeling right now, just plain old SAD. The storm was subsiding.  She thought with a glimmer of hope ... What if he comes back?

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, Then I will take

The chain from off the door

*** Ok, lovers, i knew i said i was gonna do 'diamonds on the soles of her shoes'. Will get on that soon. Hope you enjoyed this one. Toodles!

Inspiration:

'The Chain' by Ingrid Michaelson. I love her. She's amazing.

I tried to find the proper song on youtube, but couldn't. I guess she isn't that popular. I found something that sounds like a recording of a live performance though. The Chain  It sounds way better on my itunes though. LOL. I could send it to anyone who really wants it, just email me.

Buble Buble... makes me bubbly bubbly.

There's this Michael Buble song that I absolutely adore, just though I would share the lyrics with you. 


EVERYTHING - MICHAEL BUBLE

You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Yeah, yeah



Now that makes for a good poem doesn't it?  M. Buble is amazing you should youtube his music, or buy his album or something.
Other M.B. songs that I love include, "It had better be tonight", "Save the last dance for me", "Sway", "Lost"

Investments and Dividends

I was ready to invest

Everything i thought was valuable

I expected return on my investments

No matter how small

At least to show that all was not a waste

Time, effort, and the whole shebang

Prospective investments came along

And finally I had a solid portfolio

... Or so i thought

Grade AAA class bonds

At least that's what I was made to believe

I was so proud of my portfolio

I kept investing and investing

In these 'so called' assets

Then the credit crunch hit

The market collapsed

And oh did it hit me bad!

Suddenly I painfully began to realize

That those prized assets I held so dearly

Where completely worthless

Junk bonds parading themselves as grade A

Some of my so-called assets did not exist

A Ponzi scheme indeed!

Indeed I was shuttered

For I had invested in worthless rubbish
I had been stitched up!
Something chronic too!

But I counted my losses

And accepted them for what they were

Now I relieve myself of the junk

For they are liabilities

In no way, shape or form,

Will they ever be assets

I've learnt my lessons

Investment 101

... And call me utterly stupid

But I just might head for the bond market yet again.

~ For Ru-Ru, Pof, Mushi and Bentoa

    Thats why there's this thing called select and delete, init? o gosh, priceless! lmao!

Complicated Dance

So we were all at this gathering
And the music was pretty good
I saw you tapping your feet
And I kinda wanted to dance as well
So we both 'kinda' wanted to dance
So we both 'kinda' started dancing
Ei, come and see foot works!
Surprise, surprise!
Spinning me around
Throwing me about
Playing 'catch me if you can'
Sorry, but I can't keep dancing
This dance is way too complicated
I haven't eaten all day
I'll rather do a simple dance
Then i'll know what to expect.

Joy instead of Melancholy

Blink

Blink

Blink

Though I try my hardest

I cannot fight the inevitable

Salty tears rolling down my cheeks

Memories

Memories

Memories

Of wonderful times we shared

Of a love so strong and so deep

Of the first man I ever loved

Regret

Regret

Regret

For I should have walked with you

I should have listened with you

Then maybe you wouldn't have walked that walk

Now I walk a different walk

On the boulevard of broken dreams

Pain

Pain

Pain

For how can one forget

How can one replace

What a way to make an exit

You really should have just kicked a bucket

I bet that would not have been fatal

Now I know what you would want

I know what needs to be done

I derive my strength from Someone stronger

On a mission to make you prouder

Though you never got to see me take the world by storm

You will always be in my heart

So though my heart is heavy laden

And responsibilities pile up

I taste the salty tears and smile

I'm happy

You're happy

We're happy

Blink 

Blink

Blink

~ For Ricky

The plea of the tormented Ex

Stuck in a prison called Y.O.U

I'm feeling like a fool

Totally helpless

Completely Useless

Wanting to escape

Yet incapable of doing so

I want to be free

To spread my wings and fly

Yet you keep holding me back

With memories, emotions, actions ..

These I regret 

I wish to forget

I wish to let go

But that deadly force keeps me in chains

So I ask with a heavy heart

Save me the agony

For you have the key

Release me from Y-O-U

~ For the tormented ones

From Snore To Snog

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

Oh will he be quiet already

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She wonders how she will endure the night

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

To wake or not to wake him up?

Snore..

Silence..

Snore..

She rubs his back, maybe that will help

Sno--r--e

Silence..

Sno..

Wait she can't quite catch that

Was that a snore?

She feels him move a muscle

He turns and rubs her belly

Now tell me how a snore became a snog!

                  ~ For Banana Cupcake

True Love

'SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS - ABBA' LYRICS

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sleep in our eyes, her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone there's that odd melancholy feeling
And a sense of guilt I can't deny
What happened to the wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
(Slipping through my fingers all the time)
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know

Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute
The feeling in it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time

Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers

Slipping through my fingers all the time

Schoolbag in hand she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile


So I was watching Mama Mia for the x'th time (love that movie) and a tear rolled down my cheeks when i watched the scene where Meryl Streep was helping her daughter get dressed for her wedding. You should watch that scene, its heart warming. It reminded me of the relationship I have with my mum, and how much I miss and love her. Mother's can be annoying sometimes. They ALWAYS have something to say! Sometimes they try to guilt-trip you into doing things their way. I've come to realise though that they usually know what they are talking about. So its always a good idea to atleast listen to them.
I had always been closer to my dad than my mum. Probably because he got home earlier from work and I spent more time with him. I remember whenever my mum came home on leave, i would be so ecstatic, because it meant better food, lol, but it also meant more shouting! hehe... I've become very close to my mum now. Its not like i ever hated her or anything, but after high school we just got even closer. I talk to her about everything .. random stuff..she's really my homeslice and she gives the best advice. Oh and she cracks me up sh*tless!
Anyhowwhichway, I think what i am trying say is (trust me i've really forgotten the point i was trying to make) the closer you get to that special lady you call your mum, the more you realize that she is all about you :-)

~ For my extraordinary mother ... from the funny little girl who only wishes to be half the woman you are :-)

Skip the bullsh*t

I know how this works

You look at me and smile

You think at that point of momentary insanity

I want her

I need her

I must have her

You turn on the charm

I think at that point of momentary insanity

I want him

I need him

Oh I might just love him

Somehow you sweep me off my feet

Of course it takes some time and effort

So far as I'm concerned its worth it

I go with the flow

Basking in that natural high

But we both know its not gonna last

We've been through this before

So why don't you spare me the bullshit

Let's skip the whole thing

I have too much on my mind

Too much to deal with

No time to waste

I really cannot stop

To pick up the pieces of broken-heart

So I meet your gaze with a smile

Head high, with my youthful grace

I say my hello, hi theres ..

.. And walk away

~ AngieStone and Borla

To give or not to give

They want, they want, they want

She smiles, she smiles, she smiles

They ask, they ask, they ask

She gives, she gives, she gives

They take, they take, they take

She gives some more

They take some more

She gets attached

They want none of that

They leave, they leave, they leave

She plans her vengeance

When she is done

They learn to think with their minds

And not their penises

ASS-U-ME #2

If you are my friend, you should know that I'm not a big fan of 'assumptions'. I think people make too many assumptions and get hurt in the end. If you assume anything without asking me first to clarify, you are making an ASS out of U and ME, real talk. 

To Be Continued (I'm Sleepy :-o)

It's The Thought That Counts

How many times have we heard the phrase "It's the thought that counts". For awhile i have been wondering if it is really 'the thought' that counts. Shouldn't we be saying something like 'I appreciate the thought' or 'That was a nice thought'? People try to do the right thing, or try to do nice things to other people. They obviously have good intentions and the end result is supposed to be worth the effort. However, when that backfires, how can we honestly say that it is the 'thought' that counts? Shouldn't it be the 'end result' that counts? Let's look at a few hypothetical situations.

- You wake up in the morning feeling like "I got a feeling..that tonight's gonna be a good night, that tonight's gonna be a good good night...". You plan on praying, having some one on one time with the G.O.D, but something comes up and you don't. Is it really the thought that counts? (Luckily God is just a merciful God. It doesn't change the fact that prayer is important though). If your day .. and night doesn't go as planned, will go back and say "Oh, i planned on praying and then something came up." Don't you usually go like "Shoot, i should have prayed this morning"?

- Its your friends birthday. You want her to love your gift. You buy her an I-Phone. She receives the gift. She hates it  (You see, she is into Blackberries) .. or her boyfriend also got her an I-Phone. Obviously she'll keep the I-Phone her boyfriend gave her, who knows what she's gonna do with yours. Its the 'thought' the 'counts' right? 

- This is going to raise a few eye-brows but whatever, I am making a point. You have this girlfriend, wife, cuddy buddy, whatever... you plan on giving her the best head ever. In fact she expects the best head ever. Now, one would think that would be a 'sure banker' way to an orgasm for her. You fail miserably. She doesn't even come close to cuming. She is cranky for the rest of the week.....but ofcourse its the thought that counts, right?

- You see an old lady about to cross the street. You also so a bus coming at her at full speed, ok. You try to shout, to alert her, forgetting you have a bad sore throat and have lost your voice. Obviously, you try to scream, but that just doesn't happen. Home girl down! Yes you will go home thinking it was the thought that counts? On her way to heaven or hell, she will be thinking it will be giving credit to your thoughts?

- You have an interview at 2 p.m. For some reason you will not be able to make it. You plan on calling to reschedule. You forget. In this recession! Yes, go and tell them that its the thought that counts.

Ok, i'm tired of typing out examples. As i was saying, I am not quite sure about the expression "It is the thought that counts". Sometimes we must give others credit for attempting to do something, whether it actually turned out well or not, whether that was what you expected or not. Where do we draw the line though. Why do we always try to give credit where credit is not due. I understand that some people have genuinely good intentions. They simply can't deliver. We must appreciate them still, because they were nice enough to even make the attempt. However should we say 'It's the thought that counts'? I guess when people say that, they are really just showing appreciation (and you do deserve that) ... but I personally think its the end product that makes all the difference. I appreciate the thought, ofcourse, and i love you for it..... it counts for something, my friendship.. but does it count for my trust.. if i was dying would i call you? ..when i know they most often than not, backfire? your thoughts would kill me!

Just something to think about..

A Piece of Cake

A piece of cake on a silver plate

Every one wants a morsel

Everyone wants the mouth-watering piece

But after every one has had their fill

And when the warm cake is gone

What do they leave behind?

The cold silver plate

~ For Xoxo ( and his 'mental' faculty)

No Definition

Like an amoeba

This thing we share

It changes its shape whenever it pleases

Like a chameleon

This thing we do

It changes its color to suit its surroundings

They ask.. 'What is it?'

We cannot really say

Anonymous, lets call it that

Undefined, that's what it is

ASS-U-ME

This is what he felt :

'I think quite possibly maybe I'm falling for you. 

Yes, there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you.'

Yet, he does absolutely nothing.

Why? 

Because he ASSUMED that if he professed his love her most likely response would be :

'That don't impress me much.'

How did she really feel?

This is what she felt :

'Lost in a city of you. 

I'm falling like a fool

Cos you're my dream come true

I'm gone somewhere up on a cloud

I don't want to come down off this high from you.'

Now, our little 'lady' also made no attempt to verbally express her emotions.

So they carried on as seemingly platonic friends. Lying to the world, and sadly lying to themselves as well. They are still quite single and miserable. All because each person made assumptions.

** Inspired by Landon Pigg - Falling in love at a coffee shop, Shania Twain - That don't impress me much, Ms. Brown - Wonderland

Just a poor soul

I've been told that I'm quite the heartbreaker

In fact some have called me just plain and unadulterated evil

Well I beg to differ!

That's quite harsh don't you think?

I'm just a wandering soul looking for some extra-curricular activities

A little grinding here and there

A little groping here and there

Maybe if i get lucky i will make a home run

But really just a kiss will do just fine

Actually, I'm feeling quite lucky tonight

No strings attached, no commitments

You call me your love, I call you my cuddy buddy

Don't get it twisted love is a beautiful thing

You love only one

I choose to love many

You saw another who claims I'm hers?

FYI, That's Anthony's wife!

I should look into your eyes and tell you the truth?

I'll tell you the truth alright

Truth is relative

Fine! I'll be honest

And while I'm at it, i'll say I'm sorry

So it seems we're back on track

Then you just had to bring that friend over

Options, options, how I love them!

Now I contemplate

Now I scheme

But don't blame me

For I'm only a poor soul looking for variety :-)

*** For my one and only, apple of my eye, simpOl dimpOl ..aka. I wish I could x0x0 every girl in the world. We are still getting married when I'm 30!! lol