I held his hand,
Close to my heart,
Looking into his eyes,
Trying to reach his soul.
Will I still have you,
Next to me this close?
Will you still be there,
Standing by me no matter happens?
I can't find the answers,
Who am I to demand for answers?
Nothing is for sure, guaranteed or reserved,
So why am I assuring everything will be alright?
Time has changed,
So does things and people,
They all change for a reason or two,
Could be anything from past to future.
Who knows for sure?
Maybe I might be gone for good?
Maybe my life would be taken by God?
Maybe someone I held dear leave me soon?
Too many things in my mind,
Makes me fall so deep into thoughts,
My brain worked a little too hard today,
Maybe it's time to let things rest on its own.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Moneyful Life
Money is not everything,
Yet it plays a crucial role in life,
Every decisions require some expences,
Digging into a hole in the pocket everytime.
Life would be heaven,
If you have what you need,
And to have that you need money,
How painful can that fact be?
Money is what everyone need,
The rich gets greedy and wants more,
The poor needs that money for basic needs,
And I want money to pay all my debts.
Hurtful truth kills,
The rich gets richer,
The poor gets poorer,
Money simply is the key.
Maybe money is everything,
With loads of them to throw,
To get people to do it your way,
To win the hearts of people you like.
Ponder upon this,
Rich people get respected,
They received special services,
They get offered a special discount.
Whilst the poor,
They starve to death,
They stray on the streets,
No one wants to near them.
The poor starve,
The rich throw a feast,
The poor stray homeless,
The rich enjoy their luxurious home.
Don't you see?
How unfair life can be?
One family struggles to live,
While another take it for granted.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Yet it plays a crucial role in life,
Every decisions require some expences,
Digging into a hole in the pocket everytime.
Life would be heaven,
If you have what you need,
And to have that you need money,
How painful can that fact be?
Money is what everyone need,
The rich gets greedy and wants more,
The poor needs that money for basic needs,
And I want money to pay all my debts.
Hurtful truth kills,
The rich gets richer,
The poor gets poorer,
Money simply is the key.
Maybe money is everything,
With loads of them to throw,
To get people to do it your way,
To win the hearts of people you like.
Ponder upon this,
Rich people get respected,
They received special services,
They get offered a special discount.
Whilst the poor,
They starve to death,
They stray on the streets,
No one wants to near them.
The poor starve,
The rich throw a feast,
The poor stray homeless,
The rich enjoy their luxurious home.
Don't you see?
How unfair life can be?
One family struggles to live,
While another take it for granted.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
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