Jkops' Diary

Today, so much were suppose to be said Then, realised life has never been this Pleasurable and full of good fortunes. So, the end of every journey stirs up The beginning of a new journey entrusted With dreams and aspirations. To peek into the future,while still in the Present is a light tear from fate's plan. But faith is the key and wisdom the guide To save souls from the plague of fear and anxiety. Now, gratitude is the reward for the formal-day As ship of fond memories shall not fade, But shall sail the Atlantic for the latter-day Where comfort we shall find in the new age.

A hundred miles from home To a strange land alone As i walk the city streets In start of a new life. My breast held my apprehension, Gazing intently at new faces. Filled with gloomy smiles, Sweet rhythm of pain all i envision. In their hearts like requiem so it sounds, But happy many seems be Others,their hearts weary Thinking of the lion in front As more day varnishes into night. This observations sickens my mind.

Good times are lasting memories That dwells within the heart, Even when the melody stops to play,  The rhythm always will stay.  So I put my ink on paper, Like a painter's brush on portrait While the symphony plays silently.  There's no heaven but in your eyes, You're chaster than the turtle dove, Fairer than the queen of love, And in you all perfection do combined. Going to miss you with every bit of me, And that part of me that will never forget you, For your name is written in the scars of my heart.