Saturday, May 30, 2009

Run.



I love what I see when I run.
I start comprehending the beauty of the world God has made.
I don't want to stop running.
And this is the wonder of it.

Tonight, I run, and I see the glamour of the dark.
I can't wait!
Run, run, and conquer the night!!!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

So this is life.

I search for the true meaning of life, 
and attempt to discover Happiness. 
But if Happiness is "good fortune, pleasure, contentment, and joy", 
what exactly defines such things?

The wonderful colours of nature, 
the perfectly spaced universe.
All life on this earth that dwell, and grow-
beautiful.
Is this happiness?

"It is not enough!" the mind whispers sinisterly.

The desire for love, 
the want of attention.
Attraction, beauty, vanity.
Is this happiness?

The attainment of glory, and fame.
Thriving wealth.
A life of class, and status.
Is this happiness?

Indulgence? 
The art of mixing alcohol, wine.
The highness that can cast sorrows away.
Is this happiness?

Albeit when I visualize that 
one fine day, 
such things will pass away,
I find that these do not define happiness.

Life has got to be simpler.





But we all simply want more, don't we?

Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Camera

I clicked on this shutter,
and my image froze.
A brand new beginning, 
it is a heavy dose.
The tape plays on, 
and I watch it go.
A sea of colours moving past, 
as they amused me so.

I visited the scene of "lessons", 
and it made my eyes open.
It wasn't those that made me dose, 
but to be active and out-spoken.
The people, I say 
have made me smile.
And however hard it is, 
it should be worthwhile.

This is Campus.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Today

I am so happy that I get to wake up slightly later today and not the usual 5.30.
The weather's kind of gloomy today, but I feel at peace, unusually.
I am looking forward to work, although today will be a long day- from 12oo to 2300.
What's exciting will be, going down to market street to work with a whole new lot of company this afternoon!
Well, I am quite nervous, afraid of breaking the ice here and there etc. but, I really am looking forward to the experience! =D

School's almost starting and fear seems to be more vivid in my mind.
Coping and paying are my greatest uncertainties.
Also, my deceitful heart can be a great enemy.

I am going to trust.
And be happy.

Love, Fiona

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Next step

The next step is not easy.
It is harder than expected.
My mind is clouded with fear and uncertainties.
The next step is not easy.

And it hasn't even begun.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Who's Me?

These waters never fail to flow incessantly down those hot, flustered cheeks.
These days, have not been one of the best.

Everything is not going well.

How do I find that me, who delights in all that I do?
I am faithless.
I am weak.
I am powerless.
I need your POWER to REST on ME!

Everything is painful.

I never thought working would be so displeasing.
Even at work, I am faced with challenges and stumbling blocks that tear me apart.
They make me question myself, me.

I never thought the me at home builds a fortress around myself.
Everyday at home just makes me indignant, and sucked.
I want my space; my comfort zone.

I never thought moving on was so tedious.
Letting go of some pasts seems entirely harder than removing superglue from my fingers.
And what's ahead, just remains clearly bleak, and aimless; completely unpredictable.
But one thing I know, it is not going to be easy.

Lift your head high, walk on. Do not fear.
Remember that Faith. Just that little bit.
Rely.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

The Unpredictable

I am writing my book of life, not knowing how to pen the next line.
And the effort to secrete more brain juices to find out the solution just erupts my tear ducts.
This portion of my book certainly isn't the most exciting; neither its climax.
It is, instead, the most mundane scene.
One that perhaps is full of dialogues, thoughts, and repetitive events which is followed by a myriad of questions that remain unanswered.

I don't know how to quit these feelings.
I don't know how not to worry.
I may not even know how to move on.

I am waiting for the true author to tell me how to write on.

where is the faith?!