Ramblings...
My favourite word of the month – INTENTION
What is your intention? What is mine?
Are we on the same wavelength
Or are you reading too deep between the lines?
Because my smile can be just a smile
A hug is just that too
A helping hand means nothing
unless it means something else to you.
So what is your intention?
When you call me a friend is it true?
And would you put the blame on me
When I call you a mate too?
See, I can smile at strangers
And chat with anyone into the night
I can break ice right away
As long as my intentions are right.
But what others want from me
I cannot control their minds
I can’t guide their intentions
I can only deal with mine.
So what are your intentions?
Coz I am not leading you on
Take it or leave it
But that’s the way I was born.
posted by way in @ 4:57 PM
6 Comments:
too chim!
i know what MY intentions are....to find out what the damn numbers mean!!
tell me NOW!!!!!
argh! the numbers! the numbers!!!
it's driving me insane!!
The numbers are a secret code to my heart. HAHAHAHHA! Intentions intentions...is that what being human is all about?
Intentions are something you mean
At the same time, something you want
If you intend to charm your friends
And then your friends turn out all blunt
And if you intend to be a pal,
Then that is very well,
Your intention to do what's right
As long as you don't lose sight
Of what the intentions your friends carry
Because it might seem like confetti
All torn up to you
But in the end what is the truth?
I think intentions are a mighty tool
But maybe we just shouldn't be so suspectful
Of the friends that we have with us
For the load that we carry in their trust
I'm keeping quiet 'till there is no more sirens
Lately it's been hard to keep the hinges on with all the noise
I'll find my words when there is no one talking
The room is spinning I have got no choice
Be patience I am getting to the point
I can't remember when the earth turned slowly
So I just waited with the lights turned out again
I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I'll find my way but until then I'm only spinning
I'm keeping quiet till the phone stops ringing
Lately it's hard to disconnect I just want something real
I'll find my words if I could just stop thinking
The room is spinning I have got no choice
Be patience I am getting to the point
Spin beneath the roof top
Hold on, wait until the room stops spinning
-f
Everyone has an intention. But sometimes the intent and the perceived are on a different wavelength. Then misunderstanding comes into play. Truth and lies becomes distorted. Hardly anything ever becomes what it seems.
Interesting blog.
I would wana find out that secret code too. I WIll! haha
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