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March 7, 2010

My Sentiments

I don't want to speak much recently. Why? Maybe because I'm really practicing Rule 4 of the Rules of Work (by Richard Templar) or maybe because it's not worth speaking after all.

I have a lot in mind right now. Maybe I need a quick fix about my over sensitivity or maybe I need to give it up and move on. I really don't know.

I've been working for the last 10 years and I think that in everything I do, I always include my heart and soul to it that I get too affected whenever things go wrong. I tend to rely on people whom I believe would help me get things done the way they should be but to my dismay, these people sometimes fail my expectations. I feel so bad that I get too emotional about it. I wanted to yell at people and make them realise what they've done but I am confined in the norms of a scruitinising society and in the power of pathetic corporate laws.

Recently, I have called the help of my old friends to get a job somewhere outside my current company. Thanks to them that they're always there to lend me a hand. I know I badly need to move on but I'm still hoping that everything will get better soon. I'm hoping that the month of April would come as fast as it could to clearly see my turning point. I'm also waiting for the fruit of my effort for last year which will be released in the next couple of months. Exactly when? Again, I don't know. How come I don't have visibility in everything that I need to know?

I once spoke to my manager about my ambitions. She said that I should leave it up to her. All I need to do is work the way I am expected to. I see it as very ideal but I don't think that would work. I need to do something good and fast before everything's too late. I'll keep you posted.

March 31, 2009

Amid Adversities



In the long summer night I cry
The humid air slowly touching the tears in my eyes
Drying every droplets flowing down my face
The fruit of pain and sorrow’s embrace.

I remember how winter touched my being
The river of love ran fast… a beautiful beginning
How sweet are the words that come out of my lips
Whispering beauty… I knew I was happy.

The feeling of loneliness tears me apart
Consuming my confidence… I have nowhere to start
My strength is now fading, I’m losing my life
Weakening my body… alone in the dark.




Struggling for freedom amid adversities
Howling to fly again beneath my frail wings
I tried to stand strong to renew my existence
But the wind blows harder devouring my patience.

I’m hearing the music of a faint lamentation
Throwing sharp notes of false admiration
The love that I knew that flows like water
Now slowly drying and leaving forever.

Should I say goodbye or hold on to your promise?
Will the kiss remains meaningful when it touches my lips?
I thought to remain and wait for the new day
Hoping to recover… to heal me from vain.

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ABOUT WHISPER TO THE LEAVES

Life is full of miseries, anger, hatred and anxieties. We all live in a world of hypocracy where men thought that all are equal... a thought which has not been proven until now.

This blog pertains to my emotions about the world, my feelings about life. The contents reflect my inner thoughts about living in a world different from most perspectives.