I Have Sinned

I have seen things I shouldn’t have seen,
I’ve been to places I shouldn’t have been,
I have said things I didn’t mean,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven- I have sinned

Your Commandments, I have not kept,
For the sick, poor and dying I have not wept,
While there was turmoil and confusion I’ve slept,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven- I have sinned

I have cheated, hurt and lied,
Many secrets I still, in my heart, hide,
Back to my old habits I still do slide,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven- I have sinned

For all the things I’ve done I regret,
But none of these things can I ever forget,
Seeing the scars left, I cry and fret,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven- I have sinned

But this life has left me tired and weak,
From above the Angels look down and weep,
They shed for me some tears so sweet,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven- I have sinned

The things I’ve done I can not undo,
Though from all the evil I withdrew,
I hope I can start again, a life new,
But Our Father, Who art in Heaven- Forgive my sins.

Get a Life, Stay out of Mine!

I'm not the perfect daughter,
I'm not a perfect friend,
I may not love him forever,
And stay with him till the end.
But why search for perfection,
When life is full of flaws?
I now beg for redemption,
Bring peace to my inner wars.

But why do you brand me as "bad"?
How can you be so mean?
You're sometimes making me so mad,
Thanks to you, my name's unclean.
Do you realize I'm a better person,
Than you can ever dream of being.
Situations, you always worsen,
With the rumours you are spreading.

Get a life!
Please stay out of mine,
My life is not thine.
Hypocrites,
You're getting out of line,
Without you, I'll be just fine.

A second chance, everyone does deserve.
A chance to change, chance to live,
A stilled tongue for me reserve.
But that i know you'd never give.

No More Punching Bag!

How many times have you been "at the top of the world" and then had your mood deflated like a tyre over a sharp nail? All because the one you wanted to share your joys with was cheesed off at something or the other.. Result: You're a target to cynical comments and sarcasm. You're put down. Your mood hits an all time low. Then you go about spreading the bad karma to everyone around you through more cynical comments n sarcasm.. No wonder Bob Marley sang "So much trouble in the world.." What ever happened to making heaven on earth?! But most people put up with everyone else's behaviour. They absorb the verbal blows directed at them and channel them as not-so-constructive thoughts. They end up blaming themselves for everything, both small and gigantic. Result: Guilt, self-hatred, depression. The Punching Bag is worn out! This punching bag attitude is seen everywhere- in your workplace, home, classes, social gatherings, why, even in places of worship! It virtually impossible to tell a person to stop throwing punches at those around! So what is the only other alternative? STOP BEING THE PUNCHING BAG!!! You do not deserve such treatment, no matter what! Begin to love yourself. Only this can enable you to open up to greater love. Giving and receiving. But if the person continues to treat you like the punching bag, Move On! They do not deserve you.. I can not assure you of a pot of gold at the other end of the rainbow. But i can assure you that, this way, instead of being bound by the confines of a bad relationship, you are now left with hope. Hope leads to planning and implementing actions leading to a brighter future. You now have a wide, bright road ahead. Result: A Flower Child's motto- Love and Peace!

Perfect Little Universe

What do I look for? What do I feel I should have in order to make my life complete? Honest answer- I DON'T KNOW! All I know is that this feeling, an emptiness that persists around me, is strong enough to choke the air out of my lungs!!! I guess it's just that cliche "Searching for something you can't find". Why can't life just come with a Users' Manual or something? Or Someone calling you one fine morning and says "Follow the White Rabbit..."! Don't get me wrong.. I'm not searching for love, money or fame. Excessively passionate love scares me; i live within my means; I'm pretty well-known in my circles. I guess I'm looking for "a moment".. A moment where you are genuinely happy. A moment when you don't have to care about anything or anyone. A moment where you don't have to count the seconds before it ends(like it always does).. Hmmm... So to refine the search, i guess I'm searching for stable happiness.. But is that possible? Can there ever be something called stable happiness? Ice creams are good. You could possibly love ice creams to a point bordering on insanity. But no one could eat that 24-7, 365 days for all ETERNITY, right? This is what makes us all human. Even though we get exactly what we want, we wouldn't want it forever. We find ourselves stuck in a rut. What do we then? Where do we head from there? Growing up you wanted a shiny red bicycle. Later, you wanted that bike. Now you drive a car. Rut Hit! So what next? Flying lessons? White river rafting? Of cos u are happy with your car! You wipe it everyday or pay a driver to do that, service it regularly and do the needful. But does it still hold the same charm it held the first day you drove it into your drive way? Things eventually loose their magic. But what saddens me is to see people walking around, carrying on with their lives, knowing they've hit a rut in the form of routine, routine and routine. Wake up in the morning with a spouse u've been married to for years, eat a "fat-free" breakfast, head to Ur workplace, receive and respond to the same greetings you hear day-in and day-out, slog through work, a different day, same faces and places....... life goes on. Yet they are afraid to admit to themselves, let alone anyone else, that they need to break free. The need to experience things better, that make you feel Alive, rather than reminisce about "those good old days" in a quiet moment. It scares them to make changes in their "perfect little universe" not realizing that beyond it there may be a sky more blue. Go out and start Living you Zombies! You are no robot programmed into this routine. What's the point of working so hard to just find yourself in an old age home one day, regretting the things you missed out on in life cos you've been "too busy"??!

Paradise Forever Lost

O lonely nights, the gentle rustle of leaves,
Is all i would hear as i look beyond the trees,
Out onto those vast, lush expanse of fertile land,
A beautiful creation of Mother Nature's hand.
Memoires and recollection of things in my past,
Of happy moments i hoped would last.
Through the troubled times of misery,
An inner peace nature did offer me.
I could always battle stresses untold,
When the wind in it's arms did softly hold
And comfort me till the pain sailed away-
All my tears nature would stop at bay.
Where, as a child I'd create a world of fantasy,
Where everything did revolve around me.
My Paradise around reminded me of brighter days,
As i, into the sparkling stars, did gaze,
Humming an old tune like "Starry, Starry Night"
Paradise did always fill me with such delight!
Thanking God for giving me a day so new,
To feel so alive like the fields i view.
But my Paradise is now gone forever-
Destroyed by the cruel force of man is nature!
Cluttered by people and construction sites,
As they unearth and re-earth right through the night
Where i heard the birds chirp and sing,
I now hear loud drills and trucks thundering,
With concrete and bricks to build great walls..
..I now see Mother Nature fall!
No more will i see the green, green grass,
Nor the colourful birds that glide, Alas!
No more can i hear the leaves softly rustle,
Over the noise of the machines' muscle.
In the hands of mankind Nature died.
Now I've got nowhere, away from the world to hide.
Humanity sacrificed a treasure at a very high cost.
Don't hey realize Paradise is forever lost?