Nur Aatiqah
17071994Who are you to judge the life I live?
I know I'm not perfect and I don't live to be.
But, before you start pointing fingers,
Make sure your hands are clean.
- Bob Marley
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Sorry
I'm sorry that I disappointed you
And did what I had promised I would not.
Mistakes can often teach someone a lot,
So please give me a chance before we're through.
Of all the punishment for my disgrace,
Regret at losing you has hurt the most.
Recall, I beg of you, this tearful ghost,
Yearning to return to your good grace.
Though I broke my promise and your trust,
My love for you remains as strong as ever.
I know it must mean little to swear never
Again to break my word, and yet I must.
What else can I do? Your fury's just,
But all my world will darken if you sever
My heart from yours. Please wait, and I'll endeavor
To blow new life into this mound of dust.
All that you require of me I'll do
And more, if what you ask leaves room for more.
Thus time will heal this wound and leave no scar.
Since I now know the pain of losing you,
I'll be yours more than I could before,
And you will see what my true feelings are.
I know I must have hurt you, caused you pain.
More, I know that I have lost your trust.
I wish I had that moment back again
To pulverize my carelessness and lust.
Sometimes we have to lose what we most cherish
To understand how much we are in need.
We play with life until we nearly perish
To dare the darkness, though within we bleed.
I need you as the sun must have a rose
To turn its empty radiance to glory,
Or as a nation needs someone who knows
The secrets of its long-forgotten story.
I know my need of you more than before;
Thus for my trespass you may trust me more.
And did what I had promised I would not.
Mistakes can often teach someone a lot,
So please give me a chance before we're through.
Of all the punishment for my disgrace,
Regret at losing you has hurt the most.
Recall, I beg of you, this tearful ghost,
Yearning to return to your good grace.
Though I broke my promise and your trust,
My love for you remains as strong as ever.
I know it must mean little to swear never
Again to break my word, and yet I must.
What else can I do? Your fury's just,
But all my world will darken if you sever
My heart from yours. Please wait, and I'll endeavor
To blow new life into this mound of dust.
All that you require of me I'll do
And more, if what you ask leaves room for more.
Thus time will heal this wound and leave no scar.
Since I now know the pain of losing you,
I'll be yours more than I could before,
And you will see what my true feelings are.
I know I must have hurt you, caused you pain.
More, I know that I have lost your trust.
I wish I had that moment back again
To pulverize my carelessness and lust.
Sometimes we have to lose what we most cherish
To understand how much we are in need.
We play with life until we nearly perish
To dare the darkness, though within we bleed.
I need you as the sun must have a rose
To turn its empty radiance to glory,
Or as a nation needs someone who knows
The secrets of its long-forgotten story.
I know my need of you more than before;
Thus for my trespass you may trust me more.