what go around come around..karma will catch up to u sooner or later...so, do on to other the way u want other to do on to u....it is what it is! what u c is what u get, so holla at ya boi!
"MANY PEOPLE WILL WALK IN AND OUT OF YOUR LIFE, BUT ONLY TRUE FRIENDS WILL LEAVE FOOTPRINT IN YOUR HEART"
-unknown
STRANGER IN THE OUTFIELD
what have i done
for you to be devoted
what have i sacrifice
for you to be unselfish
when did i show devotion
for you to have patience
when did i show unselfishness
for you to be so giving
how was i patience
for you to be so understanding
how was i giving
for you to be so generous
kind and considerate
innocent and commpassionate
unorthodox and mysterious
charming and beautiful
words that is fit for an angel
what you are can not be define with words
what you is can only be decribe as a phenomena
what i was can be define with words
what i am now is touch by a stranger
-Alex Peanpokven
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"A REAL FRIEND IS ONE WHO WALKS IN WHEN THE REST
OF THE WORLD WALKS OUT."
-Walter Winchell
I WILL BE YOUR GURARDIAN ANGEL
a story was told
a fate was uphold
a journey was mold
a path was unfold
and it shall begin
the rise and fall of life
from light to darkness
from darkness to light
purity was broken
a struggle begin
a path was taken
the journey begin
hardship begin the moment we fail
the feeling we endure
the sorrow that was felt
an image was born
submissiveness and vulnerable
shame and humility
tainted and disgrace
broken and shatter
every trait one possesses
every road one must take
pain and suffering
love and beholded
malicious and evil
foundation and essence
feeling and decision all must face
one is never alone
metamorphosis and transformation
da beginning to an end
conveyance and guidance
rise and surge
an ordinary child was born
parturition and birth
warrior and combatant
battle and warfare
a child must face
angel among men
a city in despair
a nation in cry
a world in turmoil
an angel must prevail
the world was told
a birth must be uphold
a savior must be mold
an angel was unfold
i will be your guardian angel
-Alex Peanpokven
IT'S CALLED LOVE
the thing called "heart"
hard to explain, easy to feel
hard to trust, easy to break
hard to see, easy to find
the thing called "love"
you can't see it, but it's there
you can't touch it, but you can feel it
you can't have it, but you can give it
it is but a pleasure to a few
it is but a whisper to some
it is but a myth to most
it is but a harse reality to many
you can search but you'll never find
you can try but you'll never realize
you can ask but you'll never get
you can wait but you'll never see
when it's here, can you handle
when it's there, can you follow
when it's around, can you see
when it's missing, can you feel
love is most definately present.....
-Alex Peanpokven
A LETTER TO MOTHER
Oh, how sorry i am to had abandoned you. i like most millions have left you for dead. Thru the pain, the struggle and the suffering. You still remain strong, powerful and yet undestructable
Could it be the love for us that held you together, held u this strong? Why didn't you let go when all of us did? Why didn't you crumble and fold, like the rest of us did? Why are you so eager to embrace us back with your love, when none of us desevre it? Why are you so easily forgiven those who abandon you, those who abuse you, and those who stab you in the heart. So many question unanswer, so many though that roam and so many words forgotten.
Oh mother, how i long for you; for your love, for your strength and for your will to carry on. When all else fail, you are still there with open arms and embrace us as if nothing has happened. Oh mother, how i missed you, how all of us missed you. We all will be together again, that i promise.
Thru the wears and the tears, you have fought your battle and won. You have grown weak from it, that we know. You need not fight no more. You need not struggle no more. You need not suffer no more. I am strong now, we are strong now. You have done your part and now it's time for us to do ours.
Oh mother, the world long for you and yours; to become the elite once again. You have been the greatest mother one can know; one can only dreamth about. It is time mother, let the world know who you are. Let them know what you're about, let them know that you will not be concour and will not be destroy. It's time now mother, go and take your place with the elite.
To the world, my mom is known as cambodia. To us, she is known as srok khmer.
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