Must Watch!

This Video is a must watch. This girl sings damn well. Do check her out on youtube; you can search: JenniferJChung. Amazing talent there.

Here's her version of Rihanna's Take A Bow








TGND

Unique, you ?

A recent question got me thinking. It asked to state what was unique about myself. I took a really long time to figure it out but could not come to any conclusion. Thus I replied it with this poem:

Everyone could say
“oh, we’re different in so many ways”
but if that’s the case
wouldn’t everyone be the same
at the end of the day?

What makes me unique,
I’ve hardly any clue
my ability to write poetry?
But others do too
therefore calling that unique
isn’t all that true

No weird birthmarks nor a crooked nose;
Just like most people, I have normal toes
what makes me unique,
I really don’t know

Just like most people
lost in this superficial world
searching and seeking
wondering how to be a unique girl

Not conforming to society’s standards
just living life as it was intended
trying to stand out and be unique at times
in order to survive this world, one need to shine

So if you ask me now, what’s unique about me,
I don’t really have an answer as you can see
but maybe in years to come
hopefully soon
the answer to my uniqueness
may slowly bloom.

TGND

Letter To God

Dear Lord Jesus,

This prayer I pray comes from within
Searching for the answers I’ve been longing
There’s this emptiness inside of me,
One that only you and I can see

Lord Jesus, I need some rest
My mind’s tired from all the mess
Teach me savior to be contented
Living life as though it was extended

As the world forsakes me
You hold me up
You keep me strong
When things go wrong

I’m only human; normal to falter
But your Grace for me never altered
Daddy God, thanks for your love
Without you, I wouldn't survive this earth

Love,
TGND

Funeral

Everyone came dressed in pink
Even the coffin; the color pink
As I looked from above and down to earth
I saw people gather, the people I love


Into the pink box they slowly peered
Each one of them then slowly tear-ed


In the pink box laid a girl slightly over twenty
With such a peaceful look, you’ll hardly ever see


I saw my parents, and my brothers
My friends and some others
I wish I could tell them
I wish they could see
That this place I’m in made me extremely happy


I had no worries & no cares
Nobody scrutinized, nobody stared
From the cruelty of life, I’ve been spared


Then I saw my mother
She was sobbing in a corner
But I know she knew
My life was now renewed



My father had his shades on as usual
But behind those black lenses was a battle
He had lost his only daughter
Never again was he going to see her


Then there were my brothers
Entertaining the guests;
Explaining to them how I found my rest.
They had lost their only sister
And to keep strong they tried their best


Relatives and friends gathered around
No one smiled
Not much sound


The clock strike 6
And it was time
7 cages of doves
Released to the sky


It was her wish
My last wish
That these doves were released
To where I now exist


All the sad faces turned around
Only smiles, no more frowns
That’s when I knew
That now they know
I’m finally rested
In my perfect home



TGND

Whose League?

You need a friend, you call me
But still I know I’m out of your league

I’m there when you need company
Yet I’m still way out of your league

I try to care for you when you’re sick
Still, I’m kept out of your league

Not slim nor pretty, ain’t your cup of tea
Completely driven out of your league

I thought I liked you, maybe I did
But I realized I’m totally out of your league

So use me for now, make me weak
Till the day you become out of my league



Stay in your league,
TGND

Slow Me Down

The song that best speaks for me now.

Emmy Rossum- Slow Me Down







Slow Me Down,
TGND

Gloria

More and more of my friends are coming our of their closets; they are actually really good poets. I'm impressed. Here's one written by my friend named Gloria. I love this poem. You guys enjoy...



Drained
May 29, 2008

many times seized, my focus fade.
trial and error, the boundaries made.
good to go; yet unsure if that
would in turn result, in standards unmet.
.
they say the river is meant to flow,
and the power of healing, never low.
when jumped right in, new hearts are born.
thus i’m sure this heart, hasn’t gone.
.
for intentions seem hard to understand,
so whatsoever; for there’s a fixed plan.
might have failed to live it up,
inclination to oblivion, no longer as sharp.
.
yet listen to the voice, and this i will.
racing the issues, it will never fail.
chances to hear, and chances to fill,
i soared over the tallest hill.
.
so once again, i take my stance.
halfway through, it’s up another fence.
though one by one, the hurdles are down,
i’m apprehensive, in this brand new town.
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