Life is like an ocean. It comes in waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, sometimes it’s overwhelming. And just when you thought you’ve seen it all, you’ll be caught by surprise that there’s more to come.
Realizing that life is a cycle. Still being thankful that there will always be something to be grateful for. And knowing deep inside that there will always be something beautiful to look forward to.
Yes, the best wave of your life is still out there. Learn from the waves and enjoy the ride.
Why is February a Love Month? I don’t know the answer. One thing i know is I love to share something about love through poetry……..Since February is make love, oops, i mean made up of 8 letters, let me share you 8 Love Poems/Musing.
Kindly Click / Tap Photos To Read the Poems. Hope you’ll LOVE them. Thanks.
Lead me not into temptation
Calories and indigestion
Don’t know how
To follow my vow
And leave my kitchen tribulations.
You’ll never grow if you never change. Not all growths i gladly welcome.
And if change is all i want, i don’t want to grow those belly bulge and gain extra weight.
Yes, there is something constant with me every year and it happens every end of december.
My new year’s resolution has never change. Lose weight, start to diet and achieve that “to die for” gorgeous body.
And just like all those beautifui things that are not meant to stay, i’ll just say goodbye to 2016 and start the year with a big bang of chocolate roll and a cup of ice cream, yes not a scoop but a full cup welcoming the new year with a sweet taste and a memorable fireworks of hope and joys to be filled.
So how do you look at the things you love and tell yourself it’s time to walk away? Just remember this:
Making excuses is a talent,
Giving in to temptation is an art
and resisting it must be one hell of a skill.
And if you’re not that skillful, no worries, you’re still a talented artist. 🙂
Happy New Year and may our 2017 be filled with love and irresistible temptations we joyfully indulge in.
By the way i would like to end this year by thanking Bea for nominating me for Versatile Blogger Award.
My friend ask me if i’ll be joining a halloween party. She says “I’ll be little red riding hood, what’s your costume?”
Scary thoughts suddenly creep. Do i really need to wear a costume? Am i not wearing this halloween mask all these years?
– Those moments i smile when deep inside i’m crying
– Those times i pretend i’m brave enough when my soul is scared
So numerous moments when i pretend to be someone i’m not. And no one notices because everyone is wearing their own masks.
And when the masquerade ball is inviting me to join and dance in its party, i welcome it unwittingly. And after leaving the masquerade ball, i’m no longer cautious if the mask will fall.
No matter how much one hold on to something, soon the mask will be falling. And sometimes when you look at the mirror, you don’t see the mask. You see what’s inside you. But still you question in horror why a different face welcomes you every morning when you knew all along you’re alone after the party.
Still you dust if off and learn to move on. Looking forward to the next masquerade ball.