Written by ebazaar on July 24, 2008
My first shot at Creative Writings. Don’t forget to leave your comments. As a matter of fact, I’m looking forward for some constructive comments.
Swift
As time passed by,
And the wind blows of silent words,
Of lost loves and signs of remorse
Profound
It was, the pain engraved
And calls for unseen tears of foil,
Of diverse vagueness and uncertainties
Yet
These two feet will continue to stand here
And these eyes will carry on to search for the light
And these hands
Groping for little hopes that might exist
Kneading every thoughts
Together with a tainted heart
I will carve a new opening
Another chance
Another life
Another love to come
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Written by ebazaar on July 22, 2008
Do You Know Your Friends Good Enough to Call Them Your Own?
Sometimes, it’s hard to differentiate between a friend and a foe. No one in this world can go through life without friends and family. In fact, your family are your friends too. Ever had a friendship torn apart? Maybe we haven’t listened enough.
Friendship is a relationship that requires if not much, a little bit of sacrifices. However, not sacrifices that you’d make will be appreciated, or at least remembered. Yes, this could happen to you, to any of us. Especially, when a friendship doesn’t come with a little bit of sincerity alongside. It’s hard to be friends with someone who do not care about you, but it is harder not to have any friends at all.
No matter how close two person can be, they are still two different individuals. It’s hard to find a friend who would go through everything with you - through good and bad times. But it doesn’t mean that they do not exist in this world, it’s just that the world has become too cruel for us to consider the integrity of pure friendship. A friend will never leave you even after a long time, they will hurt you and make you smile but they will never leave you. A true friend, will always be forgiving for our mistakes, and they will never judge you in anyway.
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