If only I could be granted the ability of sight to see not with my own eyes but of yours. I apologize for denying you in my actions, in my words, in my heart. I constantly fail you but somehow you manage to love me anyways. I am forever thankful.
it is magical when you reach inside the mind to find the words that are unspoken
when the meaning of the stories from behind the curtains are awoken
the cost of life is plenty but imagination cost but a token
of your creativity and the ability to let your mind wander free
and is the cost of nothing because art cannot be contained or remain
the same as time progresses our answers a mess of the tests that we face
and embrace the stress, the best, the sun, the rain and all of its pain
so show no remorse for the force that compels you to tell your story
of your happiest memory or your deepest worry
you make and mold the memories you hold dear to your mind, body and soul
and let your heart create love in perpetual motions
like waves that continually rise and crash within the ocean
they lay at rest amid the abyss feeling all of the unending commotion
you breath in the salty air of the pacific as its almost frigid characteristics
timidly enter your nostrils reuniting you with the sea
As a rose grows by means of photosynthesis
You are my Sun, with Your fertile love I am rich of this
Reign over me and all my days.
I pray for this MoGo BBQ position that I am about to receive. I pray that the interviewer sees that I am a commendable candidate for this job through my personality and everything that makes me the sociable, good-humored and amicable person that You created me to be in Your image. I love you Father and I am so grateful for many blessings You’ve already given to me and I know that Your love stretches from sea to sea, heck from universe to universe and then some. I thank You once again for this opportunity Lord.
-Denny P.
I think I have to make a trip into the messy mind of the female to decode just exactly what misconstrued messages float about their brains. It seems time and time again I am left alone after somehow analyzing just where the heck we go wrong. I will go through my day all fine and dandy and suddenly for a brief moment I allow myself to replay the scenes of how pleasant it was when we were together. How your personality complemented my off-beat humor or how euphoric it was having your lips pressed against mine, hands intertwined. But what were we? Not really labeled anything, just friends interested in each other. Well I don’t know but every time I start talking with a girl something is bound to happen. It’s like mandatory, almost uniform for us to crumble somehow. I’m so used to it but still I let my guard down every single time thinking this is it. This is the chick man, I can see myself being with her, marrying her. Her beauty, her wit, her charm, her faith and just all of it. In the end I’m left wondering what I did to screw things up this time. I feel like a puppy whose supper has just been taken away from him after taking a few bites. I sit there stupidly, salivating thinking, at least throw me a friggin bone.
Doesn’t it suck to meet someone you’re finally digging and then find out they are happily taken and in a cute little relationship(or some other stuff)? If you are experiencing the following recurring problem, I’ve some heartbreaking news for you my friend.. you are cursed and will perish alone and…
uncertainty seldom circles my thoughts.
I refrain from speech because actions are louder
people change, i am a person
therefore am i changing? Maybe
time shapes us into lovers
our minds determine how quickly
and our hearts how passionately
clocks will tell our tale in time
if you are broken, i tend to wounds
when you are cold, my hands are warm
while you cry, i am laughter
When you tell me you love me.
I won’t tell you I don’t know
She is so graceful like a dove or something
and I am straight clumsy. A clumsy motherfucking duck
The way she looks is almost angelic
and I resemble that of a beast, a gnarly animal
I cannot fathom that she would even consider me an option
But there is no doubt I have chosen her among the masses
I have given in to my temptations for her figure
There is no way she even knows I exist
That is because I have placed her upon a pedestal
and she is too high for me to reach, too elevated for me to greet her
or wave hello, so I sit down below six inches deep in an half-incompetent sorrow
I don’t know whether or not anyone will read this. It really does not matter to me. This is my personal blog and everything recorded here will not be displayed to the masses of people but everything I write here is for me and my pleasure. The contents of this blog will define who I am as a person and what thoughts travel through my mind. I am not the perfect person, nor am I trying to be in anyone’s eyes but God. This place is simply a means of harboring my deepest thoughts, desires and beliefs.
This is the most raw version of myself. This is really me.
I am Denny John Pham
