Raining in Venice

There are many pedestrians who walk across this street

Feeling empty and vain

For they are struggling with their own stories

Carrying their own baggage of history

Life is just like a series of defining moment

Strung together by passing time.

Innocent Love

There was once when we are so naive and innocent.

We gave our very own heart to someone

But they selfishly broke it into pieces.

We pick them up 

And glue them back

Hoping to find the right owner

To accept our imperfections 

For who we are

And what we are.

There is always music amongst the trees in the garden, but our heart must be very quiet to hear it.

- Minnie Aumonier -

The art of smile

Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. 

- Mother Teresa -

Standing out

Why are you trying so hard to fit in when you were to born to stand out?
- Oprah Winfrey -

Complications

Humans are so complicated.

We fight and then we make up.

As in like nothing happens at all.

We sleep and wake up hoping everything's fine

but nothing change at all. 

Because it is still there

In every corner you walk

It still clings on you. 

Words are mightier than swords

Yet we have forgotten this theology.

Humans are so forgetful. 

We forget the every tiny bit moment we had in life.

All we do is to hate.

And that's what you and I are doing now.

 Humans are so complicated.

I had rather attempt something great and fail, 

than to attempt nothing at all and succeed. 

-Robert H. Schuller-

勇敢

已经很勇敢　还是很难过

The Waiting

I don't know why I am waiting.

Sometimes I don't even know what I am waiting for.

But I pause and I look around.

I don't move.

I don't decide.

Maybe I am waiting to decide who I am.

And who I want to be.

Arise