Why do one fall in love??

Why, why do I fall in love??

that I may get to my feet again…

and for all my efforts worth…

I find my hand in hers and hers in mine…

Why, why do you fall in love??

For a friend in need is a friend indeed…

down the dark deep woods…

this love brings warmth and darkness rid…

Why, why do we fall in love??

God first loved us and so we love…

Shall we reject all sufferings and hardship, blaming God for them??

Behold!! God is no tool for man to sought his own!!

Open our hearts and help us learn; through the thick and thin God is love!!

Why, why do we fall in love??

For the little life within means everything…

A child is the jewel of the father and the mom…

A union of two flesh into giving birth to one…

Flee, flee if you really want…

But nothing is left but a great defeat…

A great defeat to a queer little feeling…

So in-comprehendible for it’s so deep…

Yet so shallow that none could wish to drown in it…

Love is so deep that it has no depths…

yet not shallow enough for one to hope drowning in.

So mysterious…

Such precious…

LOVE

In response to:

Leaving The Past Behind & When You Look At Me

-Bornion Crusader-

As a whole; Not as one…

I felt great at first…

Confidence in me fought to burst…

For I did well…

So pride in me swell…

But is me all that matters??

While some are in tatters??

The cries of the poor and the need,

Have I answered and given out freely??

Though what I can do is little…

My strength is feeble…

But won’t we try to climb the mount…

And reach for the Valley of Endless Bound??

If we would just come together…

For the love for one another…

I would want to be the first to serve…

And the last to enjoy being loved…

That all of us might reach our destination…

As a whole; not as one…

That we may fulfill our dreams and obligations…

Not me only; but everyone…

-The Bornion Crusader-

The way we are…

Candles burn; not for self but for all…

In self-pity it cries not, but for our ungrateful thought…

Whom constantly belittle its graceful fall…

We’re woeful creatures; full of ourselves…

Ages to ages, this is just the way we are…

“Excuses” are our faithful friend; a child, teen or man…

We get through each day riding on such stead…

Buying us way out of trouble in no speed…

“Accident's” do happen; and yes, babies come with them…

Humans are “beasts”; We are the way we are…

The tongue is a useful ally; while we boast and spread envy…

It is what that made the hypocrites look pious…

While masking behind the mortal-Divined revelations…

Bending rules and feed themselves full…

Of the poor and needy; it’s ugly, but it’s how the way we are…

Only those who fly have wings…

Men don’t, therefore we hate those pretty things…

Not wanting to lose out, Icarus wield his own to join the birds…

To his own ego and defiance he met his end…

Man are not destined for what they never can…

We never learn; and this is just the way we are…

While the women fought their way up far…

They seem to forget; some things are not meant to be on par…

The moon reflects what’s given by the star…

But the sun commands nothing in the presence of moon and vice versa…

Like it or not, men and women are the way things are…

Once fallen, one hit hard onto the ground…

But would one able to stand up, and go for another round??

Once lost, one goes astray into the wild…

But what are the chances of being found??

One often lives in self-denial; That’s just the way we are…

Reaching dreams make one struggle for perfection…

But dreams often happen in one’s sleep…

Shall one drop his guard and let his chances slip…

Or instead keep wide awake and reach for his destination??

To most life’s a delusion; We, after all is just what we are…

“Where is Thy love?” the world often asked…

“Give us guidance from above!!”…

Smirking, God replied, “Hadn’t I sent you Love?”

“You refused to believe, and would not faithfully serve”…

We think that we’re wise; in truth are foolish beings…

We are just the way we are…

-Bornion Crusader-

In response to "The way globalized things are"

Sometimes…

Sometimes we may not seem to understand…

Nor what our counterparts have in mind…

We are just “boys” manifest in bodies of man…

Most of the time our eyes may see but at times our hearts  are blind…

Sometimes we may seem not wanting to comprehend…

For at times life takes it’s toll off us…

Those times we just want someone to be there as our friend…

Life at times, could be a dreadful curse…

Sometimes we just couldn’t understand…

Why they would make effort and dress up in fancy…

Some say it meant solely to please the men…

But sometimes simplicity is to look sexy…

Sometimes we might not comprehend…

What they go through or what they feel…

We don’t know what to do; so we would just pretend…

That we may not hurt them and help them heal…

 

Sometimes we may purposely prick on them…

But all we wanted is a little reaction…

At times we might appear harsh and firm…

But all we wanted is a little attention…

Sometimes we may just not comprehend the simplest of meanings…

Nor understand the upmost complicated messages…

After all we are what we are: mere human beings…

So please forgive us men, and help us pay our wages…

THAT WE MIGHT LOVE THEM MORE, AND UNDERSTAND THEM BETTER!!

-Bornion Crusader-