superman 2

If superman can face troubles,
and he needs saving sometimes,
what more myself?
Someone, save me.
Not from anyone...
Just from myself.

superman

Superman I am not,
no super powers;
unable to fly,
no x-ray eye,
not faster than a bullet,
not stronger than a moving train.

Charming looks I have not,
nowhere am I found in the looks department;
scathing riches to boast,
neither brains nor brawn to toast,
Nothing aesthetically pleasing,
and yet...

My heart's mine to give,
and to you I offer it;
I can guarantee I am more loving,
more caring,
and more genuine than all the others,
so why do you avoid me so?
Why should you reject my feelings,
my kind intent?
Don't you know how much it hurts?
No physical torture can describe an emotional scar,
Pale, the comparison, of the void and running afar.
I love you. I pray you'll love me too.

-Jesus

Capitals

Avoidance with a capital A,
B with a capital B;
Confusion with a capital C,
Deterence with a capital D,
Expecting with a capital E,
F with a capital F;
G with a capital G;
Hesitant with a capital H,
Irritated with a capital I,
J with a capital J;
K with a capital K;
Lost with a capital L,
M with a capital M;
Nostalgic with a capital N,
O with a capital O;
Pushy with a capital P,
Q with a capital Q;
Rejected with a capital R,
Shunned with a capital S,
T with a capital T;
Unexpected with a capital U,
V with a capital V;
Wishing with a capital W,
X with a capital X;
Yearning with a capital Y,
Zonked with a capital Z.

Who can tell what I am thinking now? Because I have no idea myself...

confusion days

What is it about something,
that makes you wonder about it?

What is it about someone,
that makes you wonder about him or her?

Since everything happens for a reason,
could confusion possibly be one of them?

Why is it that what you ever wonder,
is usually also what confuses?

The deeper we dig,
into the deep recesses of what is our mind,
we find more reasons behind the reasons,
excuses behind the excuses...
And in the end, we are only more confused,
more confused than when we first started.

As confusions days set in,
as what besets me now,
I am returned once again to days of past,
Oh, how nostalgic it seems,
as if I am back to the first day.

Sigh.
May this be over soon.