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Where reality and fantasy meet.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
I fear that would happen since the day I saw you. Why would you?It took one persistent call as the catalyst to begin. Now all I know is our lives will never be the same. We've left a dent in history. Dream after dream, thought after thought, slowly unfold in light. It's like fantasy melded into reality. It's crazy, boldness in the wrong place, with a waiting heart. I prepared for this, and yet my thorns failed. I'll never know the possibility a second chance may come. Your fervour lasted forever, undesired parting. Now tainted, I don't want to be filled with regrets and shame nor to avoid, I want to meet in face, and overcome it, and be able to look up without contempt. The decision was made, the price has to be paid. An empty field to begin, but I'll plow it in return, for both earth and heaven. I only hope I wont lose myself in it.Thank you for everything.
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My mind is still constantly perplexed about it. When the line between fantasy and reality blurs til I no longer perceive it. Confused by its reality, yet impossibility. Out of now where that fulfillment of an inner secret. How, can something so impossible, first framed by vague imagination, now painted with vivid details be real? Yet it is.
Hidden places were uncovered, relics collected. The veil was removed, the maiden left vulnerable. The moment of contact and the tingling feel down the body. Both released their cupbearer for negotiations. Interconnected, it warped a space within, longing for it to be filled again. Innervating ecstatic reactions from head to toe.
How, did it come to be. What, made it possible. What if all these was only a dream.
Labels: memories, qq, thoughts
Darren Nico Pillai
Not-so-average teen, deep thinker, perfectionist with quirky randomness. Trained in the art of sarcasm and nonsensical logic.
Overcoming the circumstances of the present, and the issues of my past,
striving in self-betterment with a moral balance with the hope of the fulfillment of the destiny to be a light for Christ in His likeness,
spreading the love of God as how He first loved us
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Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am, for Your kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into eternity
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- Hosanna -
Philosophy:
I like to think about life, especially pursuing on the concept of love. Not that lovey dovey romantic kind, but the affections we have for one another
that ties us together,strangers, friends, besties, family, that's the love I wanna know about. Love is the essence of life that ties us together,
love is what we were made for and to be, love is embracing the gift of the relationship with GOD.
Find me at Facebook and Twitter
Leave a message on my tagboard or drop me some questions if any.
Collection of inspirations and reminders: Nico_thoughts@Twitter
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Where reality and fantasy meet.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
I fear that would happen since the day I saw you. Why would you?It took one persistent call as the catalyst to begin. Now all I know is our lives will never be the same. We've left a dent in history. Dream after dream, thought after thought, slowly unfold in light. It's like fantasy melded into reality. It's crazy, boldness in the wrong place, with a waiting heart. I prepared for this, and yet my thorns failed. I'll never know the possibility a second chance may come. Your fervour lasted forever, undesired parting. Now tainted, I don't want to be filled with regrets and shame nor to avoid, I want to meet in face, and overcome it, and be able to look up without contempt. The decision was made, the price has to be paid. An empty field to begin, but I'll plow it in return, for both earth and heaven. I only hope I wont lose myself in it.Thank you for everything.
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My mind is still constantly perplexed about it. When the line between fantasy and reality blurs til I no longer perceive it. Confused by its reality, yet impossibility. Out of now where that fulfillment of an inner secret. How, can something so impossible, first framed by vague imagination, now painted with vivid details be real? Yet it is.
Hidden places were uncovered, relics collected. The veil was removed, the maiden left vulnerable. The moment of contact and the tingling feel down the body. Both released their cupbearer for negotiations. Interconnected, it warped a space within, longing for it to be filled again. Innervating ecstatic reactions from head to toe.
How, did it come to be. What, made it possible. What if all these was only a dream.
Labels: memories, qq, thoughts
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