'...If you love me only in my dreams, let me be asleep forever...'


'...Treasure what you have,
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grief;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love...
Time is Eternity...'

The Lonely Traveller...

My visions are dreams from the blind, deaf and dumb and that of a dying brain. My feelings are stiffening like I have been given a calming medication for living a chaotic lifestyle. For I need to turn over a new leaf, and live life my way. Cause I swear I am not making through these white/or black lies I am being told. I am getting buried in this mess, and for that I am going to need a change of scenery. You may not understand, you may not agree but I will not wait till I hit rock bottom to sort myself out. I am leaving with whatever little dignity and sanity I got left and leave all this behind; even if it is temporary. I am turning over a new leaf, my way.

Singin' Sweet Songs

I just realised today that I love you with all my heart for it took such a long time.
I just realised today that the sweet love songs I found cheesy before are speaking the language of my heart now.
I just realised today that life without you would be like a world without the moon and sun.
I just realised today that I am a coward for not telling you how I felt about you.
I just realised today that its a too little too late.
So I cry,
Forgive me for I fell in love with you a little too late and little too deep.
Just maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow we can meet again in another world and belong together.

When You Say Nothing At All...

'...The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all...'
By Ronan Keating

Love Is A 4 Letter Word...

'...Love is a 4 letter word,
Which for some reason i was never inclined toward.
Then all of a sudden, I don't know why
Even the mention of his name got me shy.
Was this love?
I think so.
Not just think,
I know so.
But then, out of the blue,
I didn't find him near.
And, for the first time,
My heart felt fear,
Now, he is gone,
The light in my heart is dim,
That was once brightly shone,
Will he, I wonder, ever come back?
To refill the joy, that I now lack?
The answer to this question, I know not,
Will I ever love someone the same, I know not.
For, all I know for sure,
Is that love comes with pain,
And I don't know, if I can ever love again!'

By Anonymous


'...Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless...'


'...I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a river that is all dried up
I'm an ocean nothing floats on
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot
I'm a moon that never shows its face
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say...'

By Accardi, Vincent; Lacey, Jesse


'...Thats why i say wow
Never felt a love so good
I looked up and my world is brighter now
Theres no more rainy clouds
Since loves here and
Now everyday I wear a smile
You came in my life and the clouds are gone
I only see the sun...'

By Brandy

Thinking Of You...

'...I sit here quietly and watch the sun set
Thinking of someone that I've never met
I wonder does he think of me too
Needless to say I am thinking of you
Wanting to hold you, to see your face
To take you away to a better place
You feel so right, too good to be true
I just can't stop thinking of you
My friends say that I might regret
Losing my heart to a dude I've not met
I say there is nothing I can do
I cannot help thinking of you
I believe you were made special for me
But wonder if that could possibly be
I'm tired of being so alone and blue
But I always smile when thinking of you...'

Empty Vessel...

'...Regardless of how successful you are unless you have love in your life you are but an empty vessel...'


'...The thief left it behind
The moon at my window
Even if everything else is lost
We will always have our love
No thief, no illness can ever take it away...'

By Ryokan


'...All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
but the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try

I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people are really not real at all
The more I learn, the more I learn
The more I cry, the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me...'

By Nelly Furtado

Lovable Anger...

I watch a purple sky fly over, in the middle of my lullaby I feel something breaking. How can I listen to my mind without breaking my heart? Seeing you standing in the rain with your coat on, dripping wet... Just looking... I tried to talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I am afraid you don’t want me to say anything. So I don’t.

Here I am today, empty of heart. It is so easy to find what is wrong, but hard to find what is right. I feel the words are locked inside me, and wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I will never know. I never knew how much intensity my imprisoned feelings could contain, but I learned it when I released them with you. A simple ‘I love you’ and kiss and a simple look from you swept me off my feet. I used to be desperately haunted by loneliness until I met you and now I am envisioning days filled with picnics in the park and candlelight dinners. I still believe in happy endings and am still willing to ride off into the sunset with you in spite of all that it’s going on with us. I still want to tell you how I feel, how I feel safe in your arms, how much I want you, how much I miss you and how I love you despite my broken heart. But the words are still locked inside my heart and all I feel is anger and love at the same time. Am I normal for feeling this way about you..?

Me, Myself and I...

‘… The best about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don’t know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened...’

By Anonymous

Rainy Days...

'... I´m singin´ in the rain
Just singin´ in the rain,
What a glorious feeling,
And I´m happy again.
I´m laughing at clouds
So dark, up above,
The sun´s in my heart
And I´m ready for love.

Let the stormy clouds chase.
Everyone from the place,
Come on with the rain
I have a smile on my face.
I´ll walk down the lane
With a happy refrain
Just singin', singin' in the rain.

Dancing in the rain.
I'm happy again.
I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain.
Dancin' and singin' in the rain...'

By Frank Sinatra

Hate That I Love You...

'...One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me
And your kiss won't make me weak
But no one in this world knows me the way you know me
So you'll probably always have a spell on me...'

By Rihanna

I Fell In Love [Part II]...

'...I fell in love with a spoonhead,
at first it was just a bet,
But then I started loving this spoonhead,
He just needed to be fed.
Everyday I would put meat in front of him,
But I noticed he wasn't gaining anything,
However, his head was getting bigger,
But his body wasn't any fitter.
He looked like a black shoe lace with a head on top,
He had no style whatsoever and bought clothes from the charity shop,
I said to him: ‘Dude I swear I fed you!!
So why do you still look like a starving child from Kenya’.
He replied with, ‘I got a high metabolism rate’
I told him, ‘so what go buss some weights’,
So my skinny Farax hit the gym,
and bought a nice car with some sick rims,
He got so hot all the girls chased after him
so he cheated on me with Lil’Kim.
I made the spoonhead look good,
I am the one who told him to eat food,
Now that he looks good he doesn't want me,
No more spoonheads for me...'
By Anonymous

The Nightingale...

'... Tell me
How does a nightingale feel
when kept in gilded cage
Does it sing its song
or scream out its rage
Tell me, if its wings are clipped
how does it fly
having had its heart broken
Does it wonder why
or has it no emotion
so really wouldn't cry
Do you think it feels much pain
trapped there in it's cage
Do you feel he'll sing again
the sweetest of refrains
or is he just a captive bird
a thing 'pon which to stare
no longer a nightingale
whose song was never there...'
By Gentlespirit

A Song In My Heart...

'...Though I know that we meet ev'ry night
and we couldn't have change since the last time,
to my joy and delight,
it's a new kind of love at first sight.
Though it's you and it's I all the time
ev'ry meeting's marvelous pastime.
You're increasingly sweet,
so whenever we happened to met
I greet you ...
With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that you're standing near, and
At the sound of your voice
heaven opens his portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you...'
By Frank Sinatra

Lovin' London...

Someone once said that no matter how bad the underground system of London is -no matter how hot, how crowded and how disgusting London underground is- it is the capillary system that holds London together; you can't get anywhere without it. It is probably one of the oldest transportation in UK that people, despite hating it, can’t live without it. It’s like marmite – you either love it or hate it. The biggest attractions of London are the Thames, underground, the people and the historical buildings. The Thames is the longest river in England; it’s a river of sorrow, darkness and imagination but great to look at when you passing by the bridge especially at night time. Then you have the endless parks, museums, gigs, theatre –especially Theatre Land- packed with heart-warming musicals, colorful plays, joyful comedy, family shows, classics and many more. Then you got the shopping malls –Westfield and the world famous Oxford street- who are open every day. At the edge of Hyde Park there is a fine and heartfelt memorial to all the animals killed in wars –‘They Had No Choice’- it reads. I love London for its tolerance for weirdness, open-mindedness, bookshops, coffee houses, diverse food, religious places, history, museums, art, theatre, cinemas, for its view and above all I love London because it is such an unpredictable place to live in. The weather is unpredictable, the people are unpredictable. London is like a Sunday morning – wet and cheerless and duller than usual until the sun starts to shine in the afternoon then it becomes a rather unusual day filled with indecisiveness on whether you should wear a coat and take an umbrella or not. The cold and bitterness of it makes me wonder that the souls of the lost are wandering in the dark, ghastly alleys of London. But when you look beyond all of that you realise the people who entered London never want to leave the city although the thought plays in their mind. Just remember though, London is like a bloodsucking vampire, over time you shall care less and less about people and society. Its one of the curses of London, but hey you get one fabulous view from your bedroom window.

I Fell In Love...

‘…I've fallen in love with a Farax more than twice
all he wants is a Xalimo to cook him Baasto and rice
and then he asks me if he can have four wives
I looked at him and brought out the knife
He looked scared and said you wouldn't dare
I replied: Do you think I care?
I stabbed him ten times right through the heart
The same amount of times he broke my heart
Then in a flash I woke up
and I was sitting on my Farax’s lap
I asked him: do you love me?
He said: Naaya shut up and bring me more tea
A tear dropped from my cheek
He looked at me and said lick my feet
I believe the Khat made him high
The last thing I said to him was goodbye
I took my shit and left the same night
I used to only have eyes for Somali guys
but now my Mr Right
Can be Black, Asian or White…’

By Anonymous


"‘…Coming together is the beginning.
Keeping together is progress.
Working together is success…’
By Henry Ford

A Precious Stone...

‘… For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it…’

One Step At A Time...

'...Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you've always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can't touch...'

By Jordin Sparks

A Work Of Art...

Greenstreet, East London,
United Kingdom...


'...There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage...'

Purple Heart...

‘... I have been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what is going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who is dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing...’


In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question: 'What kind of man are you looking for?' She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, 'Do you really want to know?' Reluctantly, he said, 'Yes. She began to expound, 'As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what can you do for me that I can't do for myself? I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, 'What can you bring to the table?' The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, 'I am not referring to money. I need something more. I need a man who is striving for excellence in every aspect of life. He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain. She said, 'I need someone who is striving for excellence mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man. I need someone who is striving for excellence spiritually because I don't need to be unequally yoked...believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for excellence financially because I don't need a financial burden. I need someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded. I need someone who has integrity in dealing with relationships. Lies and game-playing are not my idea of a strong man. I need a man who is family-oriented. One who can be the leader, religious scholar and provider to the lives entrusted to him by God. I need someone whom I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive... He just has to be worthy. And by the way, I am not looking for him...He will find me. He will recognize himself in me. He may not be able to explain the connection, but he will always be drawn to me. God made woman to be a help-mate for man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself. When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, 'You are asking a lot. She replied, "I'm worth a lot"

What are you worth..?


'...When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind...

It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day...'
By Twista

Waving Flag...

'...So we struggling, fighting to eat and
We wondering when we’ll be free
So we patiently wait, for that fateful day
It’s not far away, so for now we say

When I get older, I will be stronger
They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag
And then it goes back, and then it goes back
And then it goes back ...'

By K'Naan

A Letter Of Affection...

'... Sweetest Fanny
You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish? My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve. The more I have known you the more have I lov'd. In every way - even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you. I have vex'd you too much. But for Love! Can I help it? You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time. You uttered half complaint once that I only lov'd your Beauty. Have I nothing else then to love in you but that? Do not I see a heart naturally furnish'd with wings imprison itself with me? No ill prospect has been able to turn your thoughts a moment from me. This perhaps should be as much a subject of sorrow as of joy - but I will not talk of that. Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me. My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it. I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment - upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses. The anxiety shown about our Loves in your last note is an immense pleasure to me: however you must not suffer such speculations to molest you any more: nor will I any more believe you can have the least pique against me. Brown is gone out - but here is Mrs Wylie - when she is gone I shall be awake for you. - Remembrances to your Mother.

Your affectionate J. Keats...'


'... Passion for you lies deeply in the heart,
A secret sealed in darkness, seen by none
O you whose beauty shames the shining moon,
Whose ample grace rivals the rising sun...'
Arabian Nights

I Had A Dream...

I had a dream where I hugged you and said goodbye. I had a dream of dreams long forgotten and souls long buried. I had a dream of reaching my empty arms to you. I had a dream of you and me. I dreamed of your embrace, your smile, and felt your love in my dream. I clasped your hands in mine as we strolled down the beaches time forgot. I gave my heart to you, set my standards high and came crashing. I had a dream where I forgot all my worries and laughed and cried with you. I think of you often, do you think of me..? Your company completes me. Can my mind erase the feel of your hugs, the traces of your kisses and pretend it never existed. I laid my eyes on you and told you my hopes and fears. I never asked whether I ever crossed your mind, even after all these years... I am scared, I am afraid to hear the answer. My stomach is in knots, my heart fades slowly away and my dreams are haunted by you. I had a dream where I hugged you, kissed you on the cheek, said goodbye and walked away.

When It Hurts...

'...Cause it's fantasies and reality
Baby which one are we living in...'

By Avant

Take Me To Paris...

Take me for a walk on the streets of Paris on a chilly Monday night, breakfasting in Amsterdam, lunching in London and snow fighting in New York; with its winter landscape. Take me flower picking in Shanghai on a Saturday when the sun is the highest. Take me to Hong Kong where we can enjoy old ancient books, coffee and new inventions. Take me skiing in Switzerland and to Sydney for a sun, sea and surf lifestyle where we can close our eyes as dreamland awaits us. Take me on a stroll through the China Wall and hold me as we enjoy the theatrical atmosphere of Chicago. Take me sightseeing in Singapore with our hiking boots on we go to a place where the wind whispers our name. Sweep me away to a land forgotten, away to Scotland we go with its gentle heart and old soul just like you. There we go horse riding, listening to the ghost of the past and crossing a land of rocky beauty. Lay beside me as we awaken to a fairy tale in the rivers of Venice on a Sunday morning. Take me shopping in Milan; carrying bags of designer shoes and clothes. Imagine me and you in Dubai, walking past the sophisticated shops; new and inviting. Take me to the highest cliff to climb; swimming along the ocean floor. Take me to Paris…

Fiji Islands...

How beautiful will it be to watch the sun set, while dipping your feet in the warm water while basking in some last minute sun... Hmm, life is as good as your imagination, so i am broadening my horizon to the beauty of the world. Just have to find someone to carry my luggage!!!

Love, Life and Death...

‘…Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust…’

My Life, My Way...

My life is like a heavy stormy winter night in December. My spirit is like the sweet scent of spring in May. My love shines as bright as a hot summer day in August. My dreams are falling down like the leaves of autumn in October. My life is like an open season; although I keep losing my way I will not let fear cripple me. No matter how dark things get, no matter how tainted my intentions can be at times, they are my experiences. I paved a new road to start anew albeit a bit bumpy… This is my life, my way and I feel free and that is beautiful in it is own right…

The Impossible...

Dare to dream the impossible, know what you want...


'...Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face...'

By Alanis Morissette

I Miss You...

‘…I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spend with each other; for those were some of the best times of my life…’

So Simple...

'...Give me wisdom, plain and truthful
Teach me somethin I don't know
Plain as education, inspiration I suppose (yeah yeah)
Give me family, on a Sunday
And I'll be just fine
There's nothing in the world
That's worth more of my time
Take it down, down, down
And strip it to the core
I don't really need much less is more, more, more...'

By Stacie Orrico...


'... Maybe what tears us apart is what brings us back together
And everything that makes us different really brings us closer
Could you hold me (for a little while)?
Could you love me (without a doubt)?
I need you, I need you
I’m only human, forgive me
I’m only human, love me
I’m only human, save me
Save me from myself
I’m no super woman
Embrace me
I’m fragile and broken...'
By Brandy


Here I am again, trying to keep the fairy tale going; trying to find a balance between reality and fairy tale. I am the sort of person to jump headfirst into deep waters only to come out with muddy feet. Whenever a cut heals, another emerges out of nowhere. Lately I am getting more irritable and switch into a mood swings without given anyone any notice. My emotions run deep; intangible impressions that cannot be exact… I have million and one questions, but no answers. I feel like talking to myself most of the time with just empty echoes as response. How I long for a deep sleep dreaming instead of an endless tormented sleep. I swallow up my screaming and think of the long holiday I need to recover from life’s many diverse pressures. Today is the day to ponder and to wonder as I am basking underneath the warm golden sun, thinking of life.

If I were I to get married will I turn into the typical scenario of husband and wife or will I keep my dreamy ways and just flow with life..? What will I become..? Will I lose my childish ways, will I lose that playful manner, and will I lose my philosophical touches and my feminine/tomboyish wiles..? Who will I become in 5 to 10 years..? Will I be able to recognize myself being a mother, a wife and professional midwife..? Will I be more than I thought I could be or less than I dreamed..? The truth of the matter is that the more I think, the more I move away from reality. The more I learn, the less I understand. The more I become older, the less vivid the fairy tale picture becomes. I know that change is inevitable but I want to change into a greater person that I know I can be; I want to change just like everyone else, but only the way I deserve...


'... My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think I'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I'm just trippin...'


'...When you have an issue in your life, the point is not to get rid of it; the point is to grow with it. The point is not just to resolve the issue; the point is to grow through resolving it...'

By A. H. Almaas


'...Is it possible Mr. Loveable
Is already in my life?
Right in front of me
Or maybe you're in disguise...'

By Natasha Bedingfield

New Seasons...

I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it’s time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no care in this world
Where a girl loves a boy and a boy loves a girl
Tropical island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
Warm wind carried on the sea
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast…

Don't Stop Believing...

'...Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night...'
By Journey