One fleeting moment
My mind was clouded For a moment my hopes were shrouded. It was as if spirits I consumed, Consumed my own spirit.
Demons Of The Past
I am running,passing endless train of lights on the ceiling . and passing people with different emotions
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Wings of a broken angel !
I once knew an angel a happy go luck one . Sweet charming hopping from one happiness to another one , just like a honey bee. Then I saw her again no more an angel like she used to be ... She changed. .... Her happiness was taken away ... Her wings were taken away ..
What we are!!
What is right what is wrong ... A question , a thought , a truth.. Whole world
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
A soulful of Death
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Obituary For The Late Mr. Common Sense
Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses;
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
My life is like a subway !!
Saturday, August 14, 2010
TREASURES of life
It's so hard to find the perfect breeze,
One blowing none too hard nor soft,
Carrying a scent of wild flowers,
And moving clouds about aloft.
It's so hard to find the perfect sky,
One blue and deep and bright,
Carrying a sense of openness
With geese and wrens in flight.
It's so hard to find the perfect night,
One cold, quiet and unflawed,
Carrying a mood of solitude,
And a closeness to our thoughts.
Yet no perfection's so hard to find
As that which you extend
And none I'll ever treasure more,
Than to simply be your friend.
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Belief
for they do not understand ,
what for us is easy to comprehend .
we derive our way from the ways of past
we believe because of what we have gone
through in our past .
it has been our joys and sorrows
that keep us one even when we are apart .
they shall never gather the stream of our thoughts .
they will think that our brain is rotten crop .
but when the time of final judgement shall come
they shall see , experience , fight , approve
and believe in the truth .
the truth which we had embraced long in the past.
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