Noreen wrote this poem and the reason i am posting it here is pretty simple, i love the way she writes cuz she often writes whats on my mind.

where do I deliver
on an empty address book?

what do I deliver
to an empty heart?


Flowers on New Year

Day becomes night and then day again
And I wakeup to find myself
sleeping all alone.

Staring at blank papers
Sleeping on cold bed sheets.


Flowers on New Year

The January rain soaks us till we’re dry
Of all the words which had to be said
And this ringing emptiness
Reminding me of what I wish to forget…


Must I be teary eyed and lonely again tonight?


what does the ticking of the clock really mean?
what does the turning of the earth really matter?


How many resolutions made…
And how many promises broken…


Oh where do I deliver
Flowers to my baby


where do I deliver
on an empty address book?

what do I deliver
to an empty heart?

To you I say these words
For you I write what I write
To you I send my love
through the wind
May the light fall upon you
May the rain fall upon you too
so you can remember…my tears
my eyes….
My love…
Oh baby


How much have I cried for you
And how much must I cry more?


Flowers on New Year