Saturday, November 21, 2009

TO-DO LIST

Things i Did Today: 1)i Got up 2)i Survived through the day 3)now I'll Go back to bed.. wasn't that easy, easy as a life

Friday, November 20, 2009

to the one who took away my soul..

One day I woke up Not knowing what's missing from me But After thorough searching I knew its my soul I can't tell where it's hidden And why it's was taken away Maybe it's inside the pyramid Or in a distant black hole Maybe buried deep in the ocean Or under the China Wall I'll search the world for it From the south to the north pole No matter where it is No matter how far away You can't escape for long I'll get it back someday While searching I'll decide The price that the one who took it have to pay Or the reward he should be given For making me a stowaway Of this I'm quite sure You took my soul, it's true But tell me, how you take it? And why?

Thursday, November 19, 2009

back then Love was not a sin

back then Love was not a sin Now I still don't know Things that might have been If I told you so If I could begin But only instead of words Was my useless grin On the moment that I saw you Love was in the air In your eyes And in your hair You're my "opium of the masses" Chasing me everywhere Any day without you Was just a long nightmare Was I too tall for you? Or maybe too thin? In my dreams I fought the world For the heart I'd hoped to win For a look into your eyes For a kiss on your lovely skin a Year have passed and I'm still thinking Of all what could have been I'd fight the world for you And I know I'll win the fight My reward would be a smile That makes my life so bright What might have been I'll know Now it must be, not just might back then Love was not a sin...

What do you want…

You hate me when I'm happy,
You hate me when I'm sad,
You hate me when I'm calm And also when I get mad,
You hate me when I'm gloomy You hate me when I'm joking,
You hate the girls who smoke And you hate me for not smoking
You hate me when I'm silent You hate me when I talk Even before I speak You act as if I spoke
You hate the way I drive
You hate the way I walk
You hate me when I'm rich You hate me when I'm broke
You hate me when I laugh You hate me when I cry
Now you hate that I'm alive You'll hate me when I die
You hate when I appear You hate it when I hide
You hate me when I'm near Yet you want me by your side
You hate me because I'm thin And you hate me when I was fat For you think I'm made of tin I'm your worthless doormat
I CHANGED ALL MY COLORS FOR YOU And Still i'll never be good enough for you Well, let me tell you A fact that may seem new I feel, I breathe, I love i happened to be human too...

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

how/question mark

How does it feel When you still have the pain Of wounds that will never heal?? When you still can taste the sweetness Of the moments you have stolen from life? How does it feel When you never can tell What was fake from what was real? How could you know That you'll have a different ending For your show That what was meant to be Was to let go How could you know That you'll never stop swimming against the flow How long did it last? And how sweet did it taste? And if the future is the past How many lives you'll waste?

stating facts

past few months my life with a total mess, will its not so better now but i think i've learned my lessons i learned the subtle difference between holding a hand & changing a soul. i learned that love doesn't mean leaning & company doesn't mean security. i learned that kisses aren't contracts & promises aren't always kept. i learned to accept my defeats with my head up & my eyes ahead... i learned to build all my roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans & futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. i learned to plant my own garden now instead of waiting for someone to bring me flowers. And i learned that i really can endure, that i'm really strong & that i really do worth... and with every goodbye, i learn...

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

the crow who just said "no"… part 4

he stood there all alone Thinking of what to say I flew above his throne Taking his breath away he said: "You're just a crow, That I will soon forget A mere part of the show Of the million birds I've met". I smiled, and I said: "No, It's your turn now to regret I'm the poem you'll never write And the book you'll never read I'm your motherhood delight I'm the child you wish to feed In the dark I'm a ray of light In your land I'm the only seed You'll soon know, when I'm out of sight That I'm everything you need I'm the law you never wrote I'm the queen of your lost kingdom I'm your every happy thought And your final words of wisdom I am nothing but a treasure That you don't want to discover So now you can't have the pleasure Of calling me your lover".