Moon

 

The Moon glows brightly above,

with borrowed light from her love,

 

Even though they are destined to be apart,

She could still feel his love in her heart.

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Ponder the Nature of Our Existence

Let’s ponder about our purpose on this planet.

Let’s ponder the meaning of life.

Let’s ponder the nature of our existence.

Why are we here?

Do we serve a higher purpose?

Are we here just to exist and die off?

How about the atheistic idea of propagating future generations?

I’m sure all of us have pondered about it,

The meaning of our own existence.

But most of the time,

We pushed the thought away,

“Too complicated, too pointless,” we say.

But maybe,

Just maybe,

There is a meaning to all of these seeming randomness,

Be it God,

Or some other idea.

But keep in mind,

For something,

Can never come out of nothing.

 

 

 

A perfect dream

She looked up at me with her big, brown eyes.

She raised her hands up,

Begging me to lift her.

 

She has a full head of hair,

Jet black in colour,

Tied in a loose ponytail.

 

She’s so beautiful,

Just like her mother,

And I hope,

That’ll she’ll grow up to be,

Kind, caring and loving,

Just like her mother.

 

I bent down,

Lift her up,

And gave her a kiss on the cheek,

She giggled and hugged my neck,

Her head resting against mine.

 

Her mother looked at me and smiled,

And come to hug the both of us,

A soft bump,

barely seen,

The four of us,

In a long embrace.

 

That is the perfect family,

In my opinion,

The perfect dream,

That I would want to be in.