Soaring high, flew back out
Yearning the past bound my curiosity,
The key note that bringing back me to the starting life
The strands of my hair move by the nostalgic melody
Collapsing all the present jewelries
Covering the colorful world with colorless pain
The image of the past haunting me
Oh~ Help please let me go back in reality
The melody has brought again another image
Remembrance of the one's childhood,
The half body that lying on a soft cotton bed
The feet that buried on the graveyards soil
Breathing in, breathing out
Forcing to come out
Let this pain be blown away
When I see this child's smile all the pain will ease away
Alas!, The fighting is over it came out
I will rest and wake up with you by my side
And making all your life be meaningful each day
Caring, loving and guide you with your father's arms
The sun dials that making tunes
My father was left flying and going away
I never know where he where..
I was still a child and never know such thing
And now, I have a critical mind thinking
I know he left but for us also
But returning back to pay the days he was not there
Relieving the past that he didn't spent it with us
The light that waking me up on my window bliss
I opened my eyes and see the sparkling glass
Lifting myself to say that the fight is not over yet
My life will not be whole if I never look back.
----UNFINISHED----
My Reason: I have wrote my first blog titled "Childhood Memory", because we all know that we cannot bring back the finish stories of our life the bad memories and the good one's for me I appreciated the past, I know that the bad things I done is not God's intention but I and only myself do. Learning from the past and concentrating to the present is what will gonna do.
Yearning the past bound my curiosity,
The key note that bringing back me to the starting life
The strands of my hair move by the nostalgic melody
Collapsing all the present jewelries
Covering the colorful world with colorless pain
The image of the past haunting me
Oh~ Help please let me go back in reality
The melody has brought again another image
Remembrance of the one's childhood,
The half body that lying on a soft cotton bed
The feet that buried on the graveyards soil
Breathing in, breathing out
Forcing to come out
Let this pain be blown away
When I see this child's smile all the pain will ease away
Alas!, The fighting is over it came out
I will rest and wake up with you by my side
And making all your life be meaningful each day
Caring, loving and guide you with your father's arms
The sun dials that making tunes
My father was left flying and going away
I never know where he where..
I was still a child and never know such thing
And now, I have a critical mind thinking
I know he left but for us also
But returning back to pay the days he was not there
Relieving the past that he didn't spent it with us
The light that waking me up on my window bliss
I opened my eyes and see the sparkling glass
Lifting myself to say that the fight is not over yet
My life will not be whole if I never look back.
----UNFINISHED----
My Reason: I have wrote my first blog titled "Childhood Memory", because we all know that we cannot bring back the finish stories of our life the bad memories and the good one's for me I appreciated the past, I know that the bad things I done is not God's intention but I and only myself do. Learning from the past and concentrating to the present is what will gonna do.
