Void

Void ——- You created Mystries and all…. Lost ………………. And to be never found….. Like a wonderful pearl….. Deep !! so much Deep…. Like in the ocean Blue… The void has created hole…. For you it is easy….. For me….I suffer it alone… Hard….

Cold

Don’t know why I am feeling so cold…so lone..as I had felt last September….I don’t want to be numb as always…quite and suffering with the pain…No, I don’t want to give pain to others because they don’t deserve it…the most beautiful people in the world..they can’t tolerate it… Some days can be boring like this…Sweety [...]

Vows !!!!

I left you miles and miles away…… With vows to meet again….. I try to behold….your image…. In the clouds…I ‘d flown away… In the waves….I’d sailed ……. Feels like you are here…. In the air…clouds…and waves…

Its you everytime…

I try to avoid you…get away from you but I you are so attached that you cannot be left away so easily…Things remind me of you….so much….I got an old newspaper…with something rolled in it…and guess what there was your name….Phew !!…I cannot tolerate… You are like a boil…..painful…..Very much indeed…which needs  a lot of [...]

Untitled ….

Lights are gone Life seems “so dark “ Dark World !! I enter Dark Dream !! I dream Scared !!

Deny!! Do I ?

Let the wind open it …. The door it has closed…. Will the wind be able to open The door which it has closed…. Same happen in love !!!!! ( ahem !! ) You came as a wind …………. Locked yourself in “me” Now, I am being uncontrolled…. Can you bring me back to “control” [...]

Sane or Insane

Searching… Eyes are searching… Heart is searching…. Sensitive… I become senseless…. Feelings I try to feel That will completely go in vain.. Thinking of you… Makes me sane Makes me Insane… I try to search…. The soul !!!! I go insane…. You remind me to be sane… You tell me … I am sane or insane….

Something’s not over yet

Thinking has become a hobby and imagining different things were my passion..as I child I remember wishing for the best barbie..doll..but I never had one..Barbie..or had I ?? I don’t remember but I remember my dolls whom I used to love a lot. Morevover my maizu ( maternal uncle’s wife ) used to bring us [...]