The Lonely Heart

Another cloudy day, my loneliness has comes and gone a way...
Nothing seems to exists but emptiness and nightly pray.
Sitting here thinking of you, thinking of someone I had never knew...
Thinking of someone to love and to share my personal point of views.
Thinking of you makes me crazy but thinking you set my mind free,
And it is you who keeps me wishing, you’re everything that keeps me going.
You’re my Wishing start, I'd travel the miles no matter how far.
Though it maybe only exists in that special few, but I will search the world just to find you.
In a perfect love quest, I’d lay my head down on your chest.
Listening to your heart would jumpstart mine… you’ll be happy and I’ll be fine.
If I can have anything in the world, I’d rather have you instead of gold, diamonds, and pearls
A bit of beauty would be a plus, but I’d prefer a personality over the rest.
I can deal with bad news all day, knowing I’d come home to you would make me Ok.
If I can have anything new, I'd do anything just to have you as my nightly view.
Darling! My compassion, affection and tenderness await you.
We’d snuggle under the moonlight, you’d pull me close and I’d hold you tight.
My feelings all balled up inside, it is awaits you to help me untie.....
But I’m living someone else’s life, its like I stepped outside and nothing is going right.
In a crowded world I’m surrounded by million lives, but there’s not one that can make me smile.
In a room full of others but I’m still feeling all alone, why can’t I have a sweetheart to call my own?
My loneliness long overdue; I’m yearning for love from someone like you.
In a room with all the beauty, but not one that match my personality.
If she hasn’t been born and there’s no one for me please set my mind free.
But if she’s somewhere near, please let her love overcomes my regrets and fears.
Yearning of Falling in-love and growing old, thinking of life with out you my world is going cold.
If I can find you would make me happy but I loss all bets in life, that is my reality.

It is inspired by a request from someone with a lonely heart.

Is Life A Precious Gift?:

When life a bit too hard, I take a deep breath shakes it off and goes back to a start.
Sometime life makes me crazy, but I love deep and hate free.
I sometime see that life is nothing but easy, and I'm Grateful for the beauty of god’s creativities.
I tried not to be needy, and appreciate the simplicity...
Sometime I give up when I gave a blank stare, although I have much care.
But Life is forever changing; I barely have a grip on anything.
Living life in a complex situation, when in doubt here's what I questioned...
Is romance and love a beautiful bliss? Is it chemistry or is it a gift?
Dose romance truly exists or is it just a myth?
If I kneel down to pray and say “I’m sorry”, will life gets any easy?
Lord, Please!! Come to rescue me, if you can please set my mind free.
Life is like a fast moving curve ball; from day to day I never knew where it might fall.
A complex life that I live, I tried my best to think of it as a precious Gift.
I always have this broader view, but you never appreciate me for the things that I do.
My sincere caring is unnoticed, but can’t you see what I'm dealing with is rarely exists?
And all I want is to be appreciated and praised by you from time to time.
There’s no need to understand, but please listen with your open mind.
Living life is a complex thing to do… that is my experienced and point of view.

Inspired y the complexity of a human mind. We can listen but could never fully understand.

The “Father’s LOVE” That We Found

Thanks to the answered prayer from the angle up above,
A broken family is fixed by a man’s LOVE.
His love has comfort  us when things went wrong, thanks for leaving the light on.
Thanks to the love that shows, when we're lost we can always see it glow.
His love is what we need; it’s a Gift that keeps our feelings flow.
 If it seemed we never show, today we want you to know.
Deep in our hearts we treasure…
From the Ice Cream Shop we stop for the treats.
From a “Hole in the wall”, to fancy places we stop to eat.
From the simple Picnics we had in the park, to the short walks along the beach.
The simple drive from Frisco to LA, to the trips we made on the holidays.
From the smelly cow poop we passed on the way,
To All the things we did and where we stayed.
From Amusement Park rides we had with you, to all the fun and Disney views.
The games we played to the things that mom said out of the blue,
Things she said were amused…
SRB. Thank you for wrapping me up after my surgery.
           Thank you for cleaning my pus when there’s just you and me.
           Thank you for taking me everywhere, and thank you for your care
           Thank you for everything you do...especially, for The Blue Angle Crew.
MRB. Thank you for leaving the lights on for me to see my way home to you
           Thank you Matt, for everything that you do.
JLA. I don’t know much but I know I love you…..Grandpa and Babes too.
Today is Father’s Day and we’re proud to stay because we want to celebrate it with you.
Thank you for being The Father, we know you didn’t have to...Thank God for sending us straight to you.
We celebrate with all respect from us to you, for all the things you ‘ve done and will do.
We haven’t said much but this is our way of saying how much we appreciate you.
Here’s a Father’s Day Card from us to you...

Happy Father’s Day..... :) :)

  

ALZHEIMER IS A DISEASE of OLD AGE DAY

Alzheimer is a disease that got you in your old age day.
Years a go I was called, and told that you were found walking along I-5 Highway,
Even in your own home you’d get lost every single day.
Months after you were looking around in a long hallway,
I’d see you suffer, and picked you up when you can’t find your way.
Years has past, last month we checked you into the Hospital.
We were told “the most you’d have is 1month or a couple weeks to live”
Due to your Bodily Functions have nothing more to give...
I knew your time would come, and the Grim Reaper is near.
But In spite of what I knew, I still chase the Grim Reaper with nightly prayers….
Then At 9:45am On a Sunday morning I was told “8:50am” was when you passed away,
On the very day I was to visit you at where you stay.
Now and forever I could only hope and pray....
And I know you would find your way to "The Man" of all Creation,
But I hope you’d know that you are missed by everyone.
If there are holes on the floor of Haven, I know I’d see you fain
and you'd be one that helps God pour out the rain.
Lord! Please, let him be the Angel that washes away our pain.
 
I love you my dearest, Sandra
my emptyness, sadness and my very own personal loss   :(

The Sad Blue Tears Of A Brown. Eyed Girl

Las Vegas, NV. Was where I cried, in the year of 2005.
At home in a "Yesteryear" I was left with a Key to the car,
Then I was told when you left and where you are.
I went in the room to hide but in the closet was where I cried,
I hung on to our sweet memories; I cried and prayed for sympathy.
But Hell broke lose and fell from the sky, why must it fall on me? Lord!! Why?
The problem wasn't me so, Haven helped me see an angel in disguise.
Then I tried to move on and live life... on the way home in the car with CY,
In an evening from a far, in an orange sky he sited a star.
Then he said.....

"Mom, you can wish up on the shining star"
"I am wishing Son! And what are you wishing for?"
"I wish for Dad to come home, that is my wish on the star"
"Why does Dad have to work so far?"
"If he’s home, he'd help me put up the Christmas tree."

I was all chocked up... because the truth lies deep inside me.
In the end it was only CY and me under the Christmas tree.
Just today I found a Christmas "Note" under the Accessories,
in the month of December it was given to me.
Now and forever it will be an Ornament for our yearly Christmas tree.
And this is what it said....
"Have a happy Christmas Mom, Dad, and Gandma" Love, CY 12/08/2005.

Then, was when her sad blue tears caught a ride to the sea,
What’s left was a reminder, the yearly Christmas tree and her memories.
Long a go was when she cried tears of sorrow, but there won’t be today or tomorrow.
This is a story of......
A Brown Eyed Girl with a lovely son, and the sad blue tears that caused by someone. 

I hope I capture those moments and hope your story inspires others to move on and "Live" life as you do.Here it is, inspired by your story and request 12/15/2010.

The Day We Met

 :)  It's funny how we met, Myspace, Facebook.... the world of "Internet"
All the search engines couldn’t stop me there, till I found a site with my fellow Khmers
Hun Sen's acts angers me... I cusses and I swears cause life ain't fair.
Then you talked about fireplace and red wines,
I said "Throw in some sweet potatoes and corns, if you don't mind"
Sipping red wine and talking about life....There’s something worth to mesmerize
last I remembered, I was hearing some heart beats and what I was telling you in my sleep...

"The day I met you, your heart beats sings me to sleep.
  The day I met you, I want to be in your arms.
  The day I met you, all my dreams came true. 
  The day I met you, I knew I would love you.
  The day I met you, I want to hold and caress you.
  The day I met you, I want to love and embrace you.
  The day I met you, I knew I will grow to love and respect you.
  The day I met you, I wish to grow old with you for eternity."

But it was all a bluer and feeling stirs... cause devil just sitting right there on shoulder.
Then he said "Place your bet, if you win He’s yours to keep”
but he pocked my eyes before everything complete…
I was mad as a Grinch….the Devil smile and said “too bad Kiddo!! You loose and I win”
I was chasing him back to Hell….he asked Why? I said “I don’t like your fleshy smell”
Then I realized I woke up to reality....I woke up in my room and my feeling is empty.
In my dreamzzz there's someone else in the space between you and me.
I guess, I'm not yours and you're not mine... But I'm OK, don't you worry about me..I'llbe find.
Let me lay it all the line, here on the "Internet" you can certainly be mine.

:)  So!!! Darling, Love, Babes, Sugar pie, Sweaty or Honey... Tell me, Who would you like to be?

MY SWEET CHRISTMAS WISH

It all started with a friendly conversation.
On Friday Night he wishes for a Kind Hearted someone,
But The Christmas Wish was an excuse for his confession.
and this is what he said….
 
"KHS is Caring, Loving and Kind, in life KHS ought to be mine.
She has that spicy kick and a bit feisty, but KHS is a Sweetie.
Yeah, this is my Christmas wish, sweet and kind is The Girl that I had mind.”

At home where I was sitting....with a conversation of my own.
On screen was a message from someone as I was getting off the phone.
It had me flattered and it gave me grins, a confession from Khmer Destin.
Oh my!! Should I laugh or should I cry? His wish was to be for Life.
Then I caught myself wishing the “Wish” and this is what I said…..

“If there is a NEXT life, I wish to reborn to be your wife”
“I’d sprinkle charms and keep you out of harms”
“We’d run around chasing kids, or dig the ground”
“Maybe!! we’d grow sugar canes, sweet potatoes and corns”
“From dawn till dust watching our kids till they’ve all grown”
“Then we’d do things and have fun on our own”
“We’d count Stars under the moon light. Or cuddles indoor and be out of sight”
“Maybe we’d be sun bathe on the Ocean front,
Or tour the flooded stream and witness the spawns”
“We’d be fishing at the Rivera under a shaded tree,
With a Basket full of Orderves and wines just for you and me”
“We’d enjoy all the simple things, listening to thunders or the pouring rain”
“We'd teach each other to Learn,Live, Love and Laugh every night, 
these are things that we'd do, if we ought to be partner in Life”

Here it is, inspired by a sweet love confession that he had for an Author whom has not met.

The "LOVE" Of A Caregiver

By NOT eating out just one weekend, Your expense of a weekend meal at a Restaruant can feed and sove lives. Please help feed the poor in any way you can around the World. You can feed this Mother & Child, Father & Chil, OR Sister & Brother.

Last night I woke up to the sound of someone cried.
To my surprised, it was tears that tickled my eyes.
As the image flashes before me I realized, I woke up to my own cried.
The Images replays and thoughts crossed my mind,
it hurts like I was stabbed millions of times.
I look deep into their sad little eyes; I can hear all the hidden cries.
Your hunger will be sooth; only if, the kindness of someone will find you.
In the distance, I can only hope and pray…because mine is too far away.
This is Love from someone new; somehow I hope my love will find you.

Here it is, inspired by the pictures, poverty, your requests and the sadness.
There was a Father and Child with nothing but a drinking gourd.
They roamed the city with their bare feet,
trying to find food and things they may need.
No places to go, they took refuge on the city street.
There they were as they rendered to the quiet night...
Laying there, unaware into the morning light.
In the comfort of loving arms he's asleep and out of harms,
his father's Love was a charm; unaware the father tender cares shows in his arms.

 
Then, the picture of a Mother and Child looked right at me.
Due to poverty, they fight hunger endlessly.
But "Malnutrition" was the thought that crossed my mind.
My heart aches like I was stabbed millions of times.
If I could, I would trade their life with mine; because being poor is not a crime.
Embraced and caressed, is his mother’s Love at its best.
Although, he's in his mother tender cares... but he needs someone to spear;
If your kindness is on its way... it can ease away their sorrow
Please!! if your kindness don't come today, there might not be "A Tomorrow."

Then I clear my misty eyes, but instead of smile there comes more cries.

There was a sister comforting her brother,
In the absent of their mother and father.
To my assumption she must have said….
“Go to sleep my little brother,”
“As you await for mother and father”
“When you’re awake, there’ll be food to sooth your hunger”
“Yes, I know you do, because I feel the same way too”
“But you must, and try your best; both, you and I need a bit of rest…..”
This is Love from one to another, a tender cares from a Sister to a Brother.  


In the distance, I can only hope and pray…because mine is too far away.

This is Love from someone new; somehow I hope my love will find you.                                                                                                                      

Your past will Break or Make your future

The past will make you laugh but it can also make you cry.
The past will make you sad, mad, angry, and happy too.
The past will make you live OR it will make you die...
Folks! This is for you to decide,
But if you live your past your future dies…
Your past will hold you down and make you cries.
The past is a path that never stays, but the past will make us wise.
The past is a one way you could never turn, you can only live and learn.
The past was there to teach us life, it teaches us all how to survive.

It is inspired by a young girl and those who’s struggle to move on, because their innocent had been robbed.
DO NOT live your past, but rather learn from your past, to be kind, caring, loving and to live life.  So, please live for today, hope for tomorrow and let your past dies.

THE SHY BUTTERFLY

Hey there beautiful butterfly!
How do you do when you fly?
Can you take me up into the clear blue sky?
I wish to see with my own eyes.
High up in the sky I will have the butterfly's view.
I know I will see all the hidden surprise.
Butterfly! Will you and I be soaring through the clear blue sky?
Please, don’t be shy and don’t fly away cause I am here to stay.

Inspired by the instinct to camouflage from birth.




 

MY PAINFUL MEMORIES

If I could paint this Pain out of my chest,
Just the BAD memories but not all the rest….
I’d do it in Black, Red, Purple, Yellow, and Blue….
BLACK for HELL that we’ve all been through….
These are the things that I once knew, mental pain and others too…
But mental pain I wish I can undo…
Physical pains of Blacks and Blues has faded away…
But mental pain that I once knew won‘t go away…
These pains will stay till Angel close my eyes…

A painful cries of a man as he endure the loss of his relative after being bombed.
When one is talking about the bad memories, you most likely will see all the pain that they held inside. So, here is a dedications to the painful moments.

WHAT IS "LOVE"?

I don’t know LOVE, but this much I know…

Love is joy, Love is pain
Love is a tie that can’t be unchained
Love is a bug that drives you insane
Love will make you cry in pain
Love is how you feel.... It’s a demand from your Heart & Brain.
Once you find love, you’ll never feel the same…
At times you’ll feel trap; like picture that is framed…
Love is a feeling from one to another though you're not the same
And only Love will free your remains...

Inspired by a question about LOVE

LOVE & LONELINESS

S E X will only slow down your urge just for a while....
MONEY cured greed for a period of time, greed is back again when it’s gone....
DRUGS can ease away your pain, but tell you lies and fry your brain.…
ALCOHOL will make you a fool, Don’t tilt the bottle, Don’t let it into your veins....
No matter what you do, it won’t wash away your pain…
What you had, was just a Picture that you once paint…
Pictures can be replaced because you are the perfect Frame…
ACCEPT life just how they are, you won't go insane….
With self COMPASSION, you will free your remains.
So, Don’t wear your eyes… Don’t cry in pain… Don’t let tear falls like rain.


This is a story of a man whom I met, once with a broken heart. Everyday he work himself to deaths, drink himself to sleeps, and have many girls…..it seems he do these things to help him forget HER who he loves.
A reminder to those with a broken heart.

LIFE & THE UNIVERS

The Moon shine bright, it lightens up the dark sky… The orange light is the color of the Sun rise… When the Sun rises high, it shows all the hidden surprise… Creatures roam the street, walk the ground on their feet… There’s a hidden Ball that called Earth, it makes up our Universe… There’ll be sad & happy cries, it was a long await surprise… Pain brings Sadness that pushes out the loud cries… Love brings Joy & happiness that you held inside… Joy, sadness, & suffering are a part of life of any BEINGS, but you must survive… So, lets your emotion run wild, and cries till your eyes run dry… What you can’t handle you’ll burst out in tears…. With a bit of twisted surprise you sprinkled charms… But please remember DO NOT bring any harms…. In Life these are your chores, but you hold the key to the open door… Open your heart you’ll see why…there’s light that pierce through the deep dark sky.

LOVER'S KISS

I kiss you just to taste your sweet lips.
I kiss you to tickle and see how you move your hip.
I kiss you to feel your hidden tenderness.
I kiss w/ passion just to define your desires.
I kiss just to feel your heart beats fast and slow.
The Kisses that I do because I adore.
Everywhere in between high and low…
My kissed flow from your head to your toes.
This is how lover's kiss flows.

It is inspired by a daring game of an out-done one another on an intimate/romance event. So, I came up with this Rated “E” but aimed to win the daring game of such.

HOW I WISH TO EMBRACE YOU MY LOVE

I’ll be the rain drop from the dark gray sky…
I’ll be the water in the Lake and the River…
The water that drift on down to the bearing Sea…
I’ll be the water that slides on your back.
I’ll be the water that you’ll bathe in…
I’ll be the water that gently touches your skin….
I’ll be the water that touches you inside and out…
I’ll be the Drop of water that keeps your from thirst.

Inspired by the picture and the gently embraced by the water. :) we all have the Desire to be close to someone....in life.   This is as close as the "Close" itself.   :) :) 

A COLD WINTER MORNING

In the cold winter morning, I came home to an empty house…
I routinely checked the down stair floor…
I went to open my son’s bed room door just make sure….
I walked around from the ground onto the 2nd floor…
I Open the 2nd, the 3rd and onto the bedroom number four…
I Wish when I open, there will be someone with his feet against the floor….
I opened the door, standing there was no one and now know for sure.
I went to open the sliding door, to my surprise there was something for me to adore….
As I was standing there to embrace myself under the morning sun,
I was watching the moon that refused to sink, it standinds against the rising SUN....
With my camera, I captured the Moon and the Sun…
In the cold winter morning, I embraced myself under the Sun and the Moon.

Inspired by the MOON, I hang on to life just a bit longer and the Victory that my mind captured

THE BITTER SWEET

(What does bitter sweet taste like?)

When he walks in through the bedroom door,
I was standing there on the bedroom floor.
He takes my hands, and then he say…
“Today we are through and I want to part way”
Before he was done, I fell to the floor; I cried with pain, he walked out the door...
Life that we had, there will be no more.
As he walked away, the butterfly kicks in; as I say good-bye I feel the chills on my skin.

As the moon falls, my sadness begins.

Then I gaze away and I see the color of the rising Sun
One came to an end…another will begin.
Inspired by many stories that Ends with sadness, hidden somewhere is a happy beginnings awaits us in the circle of Life.
Just like the MOON and the SUN ……

YOU ARE MY LIFE:

You are the rain drop that keeps me alive.
You give me reasons to want to survive.
You are the sun light that helps me grow.
You are the wind blow that makes me bend.
You give me reasons to find my strength.
You are the reasons that make me strong.
You are the tool that prolong life.
You are the Sunshine that I long for every single day.

Inspired by the picture and Life it self
 

THE FAT IN ME

I am fat because I love food…
I am fat so demand for lots…
I am fat and I am HOT….
I am fat and that’s ok…
In the winter storm there’ll be A may-day…
You’ll need me to keep you warm…
The FAT in me will be your HERO in the winter storm….

this picture was sent with the request by TWO folks, one asked for a poem and other asked to keep the offensive factors in mind; so to please both here is what I came up with.

Please!!!! Remember that I don't mean to offend anyone, and that all my writing will be base on Facts, Childhood memories, and what inspired me to write......
Thank you for your time, and your understanding, Sandra