Sunday, July 4, 2010
When would I stop Loving you..!!?!!
When tears never fall, and birds never fly.
Winter never ends, and children never cry.
When the nights are not dark, and the days are not light.
When forever does finally end, and the eyes have no sight.
When ears cannot hear, and the grass never grows.
When silence is too loud, and the genius never knows.
When strength doesn't strengthen, and flowers never bloom.
When hearts can't be broken, and eternity is too soon.
When the wind never blows, and the rain is never wet.
When thunder can't be heard, and the sun refuses to set.
When angels don't protect, and a fact is not true.
When life can't be lived, and the sky is not blue.
When the truth is a lie, and the fake becomes so real.
The clock shows no time, and wounds never heal.
When enjoyment isn't fun, and bells cannot ring.
When a race cannot be won, and a singer cannot sing.
When pain does not hurt, and enemies never fight.
When rainbows have no color, and something wrong seems so right.
When all these things finally happen, when they finally come true.
That's when I, without a doubt, will stop loving you.
Winter never ends, and children never cry.
When the nights are not dark, and the days are not light.
When forever does finally end, and the eyes have no sight.
When ears cannot hear, and the grass never grows.
When silence is too loud, and the genius never knows.
When strength doesn't strengthen, and flowers never bloom.
When hearts can't be broken, and eternity is too soon.
When the wind never blows, and the rain is never wet.
When thunder can't be heard, and the sun refuses to set.
When angels don't protect, and a fact is not true.
When life can't be lived, and the sky is not blue.
When the truth is a lie, and the fake becomes so real.
The clock shows no time, and wounds never heal.
When enjoyment isn't fun, and bells cannot ring.
When a race cannot be won, and a singer cannot sing.
When pain does not hurt, and enemies never fight.
When rainbows have no color, and something wrong seems so right.
When all these things finally happen, when they finally come true.
That's when I, without a doubt, will stop loving you.
So never ask me again not to love you..!!..!!
__On 04th July' 12:50 A.M._
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Does it hurts?..!!
Shadows moving in the dark,
I lean against the fallen bark.
Trying to hide my burning pain,
While trying not to go insane.
Blood dripping from my blistered hands,
Scars are made in swollen bands.
Sweat trickles down my flaming face,
As I hide in this forbidden space.
Thoughts of you invade my world,
Screaming regrets at you are hurled.
With one slip, the lights go dim,
My life again is turned to him.
The silent stillness screams at me,
What was it that he didn't see?
Did my love just not shine through?
Was it not true enough for you?
My searing pain is just too real,
I can't even begin to heal.
I wanted everything from this,
But you ripped away my happy bliss.
You don't feel the horrid sting,
That your decisions seemed to bring.
I hate this hell he's put me through,
But this I'm sure he knows is true.
My useless body's going numb,
In the stillness, I begin to hum.
I pull my strength from deep within,
Put yourself into my skin.
The knife cuts deep,
Welcoming my endless sleep.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Adonis Appeal
Adonis Appeal
Parting the bliss and reality,
with a gist to excel and embrace around merrily,
Clear as a crystal, deep as an ocean
are those wandering twirled eyes,
are those wandering twirled eyes,
to attract, to be known, to be desired,
to be cherished and to be lasted.
With an aura of magic smile, smooth and soft persona
That snatches you away from reality of togetherness to last,
It isn’t the beauty, the charm or
the reflection of sensuality that longs for,
It is just a desire, or a desire to be known,
to be cared and to linger on each thirst to be known.
It isn’t the everlasting happiness or the joy
or sharing of bliss that is desired.
It is just a passion that built-in
that never compromises,
that never compromises,
that mind never listens.
And when the mind loses to the desire and reflects the reality,
All this is left is you, and you remain.
The one that has loved you beyond that charisma and
beyond the mind, would wait,
wait at the other end of the mirror.
The reflection and clarity so clear and sadly unreachable,
It is twisted between reality of mind
and bliss of a beautiful dream.
and bliss of a beautiful dream.
For it lies in your appeal to decide,
to crack the mirror or entrap the reflection.
Togetherness
Nothing in me exudes luster until
you feel me,
you feel me,
It longs for your touch,
My skin crawls for your love in your touch,
It lusts for your tongue,
My skin dwells for sweet nectar of your kisses,
May our love open the doors of togetherness forever and ever,
To be with you with my body, mind and soul
is the desire of my breathe.
is the desire of my breathe.
Hepsi__April'22nd-2010, 12:32 a.m.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
. . . Nothing is more criminal
than love,
it steals hours from
the day,
dreams from my head,
the sun
from the sky,
perhaps it shone today,
I don't recall,
I distilled all your words
and made my own climate.
~Isobel Thrilling~
than love,
it steals hours from
the day,
dreams from my head,
the sun
from the sky,
perhaps it shone today,
I don't recall,
I distilled all your words
and made my own climate.
~Isobel Thrilling~
Love me fully now,
When I love you!
While I am yours
crave me, long for me,
reach out your open hands
while I will run to you.
For tomorrow will be late
and beyond repair.
~Blaga Dimitrova~
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Don't Quit
Don't Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won if he'd stuck it out.
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are -
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
Author Unknown
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