COLOR ME PURPLE

Happy birthday Cat! I hope this is enough to let you know I understand what you're going through right now...If there's enough reason to celebrate, it's YOU!!!







My eyes are shut
My heart is locked
The world right now
Is just too sad to look at
Its wind, to icy to feel
It seeps through me
And I become purple,
I become numb…


Here inside my head
are happy days and sad,
a universe of my
vagrant dreams.
Here, inside, is my own earth
where i become purple,
I become queen...

I stay here for a while
before I go a few more miles.
In this journey
of purple sunsets
and pinkish dawn,
i know I have to make it
on my own...

So I color me purple
I color me strength
I am numb,
I am queen,
I am more than a warrior.
I feel, I cry, I sing
I laugh, I dream.

I am beautiful.
I am purple.

LOST

Tired.

I am
tired.

Of this pain
not my
own.

This should be ours
both of us
not just
me.

Why do I feel lost
here in this maze,
you're not here
with me.
Here.

Lost.
I am.
Where are you?
You said you'd stay
But where are you? Lost?

You
are lost.
Lost like me,
but are you tired?

I
am tired.
Tired and scared,
'cause you are gone.

Gone,
to chase
your own dreams.

Me?
I'm here.
Lost.

CRYING BIRD

Why are you crying? Why have you been crying? Why can’t you stop crying? Where do you get all that sadness? All that mourning and grieving that seem to flow in you forever. Why do you constantly feel so alone, when you’re surrounded with people who dearly love you, admire you and adore you. Why do you need so much? Why do you want so much? Didn’t you once say that happiness is simple? Weren’t you once crazy over butterflies and field of lazy dandelions? How many times did you dance like crazy in the rain? Remember the nights when you laughed at the moon and called it a coward and a fool for hiding in the clouds? You were so full of life, you smiled easily, you laughed at your own foolishness. You were living! Don’t choose to die just because summer is over. And stop grieving over that sunset. It’s just a stupid sun that knows nothing but to rise and fall. You can do so much, you are more than just an audience in the ensemble of stars in the skies. Stop feeling the sadness of the world in your heart, just because there is no more sadness left in you to feel. Get up, open wide your windows, breathe in the fresh air that is lush with the smell of first June rain. That is life, that is what you needed, that is what brought you to paint your own world with bright colors of falling in love and dreaming, laughing, dancing and flying! Come on, dare fly again, there’s still so much to see…

ARE YOU STRONG?

"Strong people make mistakes like weak people.
The difference is that strong people ADMIT them,
LAUGH and LEARN from them.
That's how they become STRONG."

God brought me you

Writing this poem for my best friend since high school, Vivian, for her birthday last April 2. Sorry for being late my friend. My first lines start from the moment I stepped into our freshman classroom... up till now, where our life continues to bring us together in our journey. Thank you for all that you are to me. Happy Birthday!

Love, Anne

I walked along, alone

nervous of something new

a traveller, scared one

that I was...

Then God brought me you.

There were flowers to admire

sun who only rose

to set again...

I cried for those.

And you cried along.

I looked for meaning

for a teardrop,

a broken dead branch,

my discoveries were echanting...

You understood them.

And now my journey

has brought me to a whirlwind

of confusion, pain and joy

Everything else becomes

too close to see...

You look at them clearly for me.

You cry with me, for me.

You understand me.

Indeed, God brought me you.