You must've regret meeting me.
n i'm sorry for that.
We meet, become frens.
It was short but i enjoy every moment of it.
In that short moment you become my best fren, i fall in love wit you.
Thats it.
Nothin more. . . .
We are on our own.
August 31, 2009
August 28, 2009
You
You came into my dream, and light it up.
You came into my life, and make it beautiful.
But it seems you never told me who you really are.
You never show your face to me.
Still you light up my dream,
Make my life beautiful.
I fail to recognised you in these crowd.
But when i see you, and know you.
You would be the most beautiful girl in the whole universe.
You came into my life, and make it beautiful.
But it seems you never told me who you really are.
You never show your face to me.
Still you light up my dream,
Make my life beautiful.
I fail to recognised you in these crowd.
But when i see you, and know you.
You would be the most beautiful girl in the whole universe.
August 8, 2009
Open your eyes
The one who leave
is a fool.
for you are beautiful and pure of heart,
who can make anyone happy.
grieving is for weak
and you are not.
Move ahead where road lies.
Open your eyes
see the world's beauty,
the blue sky,
the wide open arms of the ocean,
the bird flying away freely.
Open your eyes
n see the world's beauty.
is a fool.
for you are beautiful and pure of heart,
who can make anyone happy.
grieving is for weak
and you are not.
Move ahead where road lies.
Open your eyes
see the world's beauty,
the blue sky,
the wide open arms of the ocean,
the bird flying away freely.
Open your eyes
n see the world's beauty.
July 24, 2009
No thought
Sitting here,
doing nothing.
With a piece of bread in my mouth.
Holding a pen,
thinking about writing something.
Should i write abt
LOVE ??
PAIN ??
HATE ??
VIOLENCE ??
PEACE ??
I ask myself.
Nothing came into my mind,
because i got no feeling for anything at the moment.
Holding a pen,
sitting here
doing nothing. . . . .
doing nothing.
With a piece of bread in my mouth.
Holding a pen,
thinking about writing something.
Should i write abt
LOVE ??
PAIN ??
HATE ??
VIOLENCE ??
PEACE ??
I ask myself.
Nothing came into my mind,
because i got no feeling for anything at the moment.
Holding a pen,
sitting here
doing nothing. . . . .
July 15, 2009
Cold
i feel very cold.
the loneliness
that haunt me everyday
creep inside my body again.
why did you leave me
without sayin a word??
No amount of blanket can make me warm again.
I need you,
i want to feel ur heat,
hug you, embrace you.
I Miss You
the loneliness
that haunt me everyday
creep inside my body again.
why did you leave me
without sayin a word??
No amount of blanket can make me warm again.
I need you,
i want to feel ur heat,
hug you, embrace you.
I Miss You
July 9, 2009
O Rain !
O rain !
Why did you comeback now ?
The harvesting time is gone.
Are you tryin to flood my already damage field ??
Go back to your paradise,
i don't need you anymore.
You didn't come to me
when i need you,
by your own command.
O rain !
I will call you if i need you again.
For now stop hurting me.
O rain !
Why did you comeback now ?
The harvesting time is gone.
Are you tryin to flood my already damage field ??
Go back to your paradise,
i don't need you anymore.
You didn't come to me
when i need you,
by your own command.
O rain !
I will call you if i need you again.
For now stop hurting me.
O rain !
July 7, 2009
Happiness
In this hot summer day,
i sit under the shade of this mango tree.
Watching the blue sky turning into grey one.
When the first drop of rain hit my face, it sends, chill down my spine.
That chill make me forget everythin.
My sorrow,
My misery &
My loneliness.
I feel for the first time,
what people called
"Happiness"
i sit under the shade of this mango tree.
Watching the blue sky turning into grey one.
When the first drop of rain hit my face, it sends, chill down my spine.
That chill make me forget everythin.
My sorrow,
My misery &
My loneliness.
I feel for the first time,
what people called
"Happiness"
July 6, 2009
When ??
When will you come to my life ??
The wait, the pain,
i could not take it anymore.
I need you right now
to fill my hollow heart.
Colour my colourless painting.
Give life to my lifeless body.
When will you come. . . . . . ?
The wait, the pain,
i could not take it anymore.
I need you right now
to fill my hollow heart.
Colour my colourless painting.
Give life to my lifeless body.
When will you come. . . . . . ?
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