firefly

The very merry scenery of birds chirping, singing their elegant songs that arouse with the scent of lavender in the sky. The sun so exquisitely shown above our minds with great yet vast ego and pride for to her it is only she whom exists as god to all. The hills so wonderously greened, if you listen very carefully to hills you might hear them sing or cry if you step on them. They ran with laughter in their mouths and to not believe the lie nor the truth were they embraced with the faith of loyalty, friendship and true love. For they skipped, they ran a million, they cried , thus did their bond be more harder to obliterate. To close were they to believe that the very reason they were gifted was that they had a great task to do and it was to live the fullest. Their hearts may cry to the misery but that was life and no life could be like cotton and silk of like of the water in the streams that ran and slid so gracefully. It was a great spring where all the flowers were blooming and thus were their hearts. Daniel , David , Emily , Jane were they named. Their births were often the called the grace of god for they were born on the same day and time. A call, a message that was never reminisced. Its was always a wonder of how they grew too old to forget the golden fact that they were pure of love and light that some was envious I may say that they could not stand the sight of these exquisite gift so precious that none were able to imagine. As the thunder with its faithful companion unleashing its treacherous sight of Sinicism. The shadows of death shall arise from beneath the soil so tender for the pain and cries are to be heard. The shadow of anguish and hatred that ran through his arms where pity was there not in his sight for he had stabbed her as she wailed for mercy!
My mind has thunderstorms,
That brood for heavy hours;
Until they rain me words,
My thoughts are drooping flowers;
And sulking, silent birds;

Yet come, dark thunderstorms,
And brood your heavy hours;
f or when you rain me words
my thoughts are dancing flowers
and joyful singing birds.
As the blood dripped out of her as, she holds their hands for the last words that she may and would say to her pouring child could I not be this cruel for thy have no choice but to unleash these blood stream that is of a mixture, running beneath your skin my child. His tears or so seem of blood trembling down like anchors whom need the space. The night alone fearing, traumatized by ever sound that he may hear there she comes when all pain shall leave and die of for their anguish may seem so of loveliness doth their eyes whom are the 7 wonders that sleep so astoundingly on the sky and how her lips that so tender may it be tendered b him for love shall never come again. His secret locked of love away from her and thus do they live a life of secret whom they shall together be known as friends. For now.

(second family’s scene)

His arms draped over their skin oh how could it be torn so easily when just did it appear. Their smile of good night fading away for there did they lay sacrificed to the lord or so seemed. His heart broken, oh how shall I live another century without thy by my side for love and family of thy is all that I have and now I ‘had’ I may say. How did your heart could have disabled me so soon when I was to learn the life that one have experienced. To whom shall I be guided of love and life? Where is that oh holy Jesus ! you are leading me too? What pain have I caused oh my to live this way have you not seen hoe I may rot here without them?! How could thy be so cruel to my loyalty?! His tears may seem of that life shall began but to live. Yet again in every pain there it blossoms love for he sees her beauty and thus shall he live that way to know of her love. Her golden hair, oh how it may skip in the skies and run in the waters and how her fairness was indefinable or indescribable. It has made its point for there is a moment in every bodies life that has and shall begun with his majesties grace of honor and thus to live a century.

(first duet )

They ran in the fields and oh how theirs loved hands may touch in the divine posture and her skin may glimmer in the sun oh how his possession may drag and brag of his envious creation. Oh my lovely lady have thy ever pondered about the skies that ran so free? Or how it is the truth that is bearable to be not hushed that your beauty is my skin of love or, my skin of wisdom that I may say? How when I had first met those velvet eyes that stared into mine oh how I had salivated to the sight of your tender lips and wished that it shall some day be tendered by thy lips too and one to one shall we be together as one and only one! Run away with me my beauty, and for ever shall I be with thy. His movements were tearing for love was what that was absent in her and thus when she had least expected it did she cry of joy of course oh how he had been there in the most horrific points of her life and soothed her soul. Oh my loved one, promise me that you shall love and then may I run in your steps and seek that tenderness that you have longed for. He had kissed her of his softness that was hard to disregard. Oh my love I promise you above the shimmering stars shall I love and only love thy for thy is all that doth shall one refide! Oh david speak not of stars what of use are they if it is broken? Promise upon you that I love for then shall it be fair as I know that it shall not be as what. My lovely jane how I have loved you and thus shall thy promise of thou art that had me love and love shall it be. As they sank into the grass too tall that it shall hide them. The fireflies that seem too engaged in their motion as their little light bulbs shimmered in the skies just to add them more. A zillion of them flying lighting the night of love and romance. Oh jane than shall we fly like these million fireflies so free in the night for there is no misery. Shall it be then before dawn meet me in the St chivoires church there shall we be united for once my love. Yet her heart sank deeper to leave him to fly it was heavier to baggage that moment. Oh david, then shall where do we go? It is impossible to live here for there is no recognition of thy father whom may seem of it ad disgraceful! Worry not my angel of jane. There is a ship to Paris my dear we shall be headed there, thus waste no time meet before dawn as said. For now shall I bid my good byes that I shall meet you for once shall be together. He kissed her tender lips again and ran looking back just for a glimpse and of with the wind his hair blew as she ran home too. Her to tremble as she flung her room door open and packed her bag. She was afraid to carry much but took very little and there she ran into the kitchen on her luck where their presence absent in the house as she grabbed a bag of chocolate chip cookies and chocolate syrup something they favored. She as all her might may take her , she ran, ran too fast to be seen her legs never worried and she melted before the church as she took her breath, nervous was she but of the every thought that she was and would be him and only him did she smile as the door opened, so it seemed of a dream but it was reality when jane saw david, smiling so broadly her, face flushed pink as all the church ace was empty of a single soul . she washed up to be fresh and presentable before her soon to be spouse. Her heart for once accelerating greater than before as she walked up the isle as he looked bellow her and smiled gracefully. As father Lawrence spoke the oath. Shall thy jane be willing to be wedded by david. Through life, death, sorrow and till ones end. David you may kiss this beautiful bride of yours jane. The bells rung of sign that they were one. His kiss so true you could feel it your spine and it seeps into your heart as he called on come my wife we shall be late then! As he helped her running reaching the booth where they waited for their tickets to be collected. Then did they meet. I am so sorry madam , I did not mean to step your shoes as a young gentlemen aroused, oh do worry not my newly wedded wife shall not cry for this, I am Daniel and this is Emily. We ran away. Hush it shall it be with thy save? Oh shall we be one then as I am too of the same state. So you folks are headed to paris? Yes we are. Splendid.

(second duet)

Oh sweet mother of mine brace me please of fathers thought I shall not marry Edward. Oh please mother could you not change his mind? Late shall it be 1 week a month or 2 weeks just not yet, if shall it be let me die in this pain that had become for I do not wish to live in misery. My child I have no power that you may speak,, what is done is to be heard for it is done. Her smiles faded as she ran into his arms with flying tears please take me away for this pain is unbearable and I shall not marry him Daniel! Hush my love we can figure it out, how I embrace that beauty of yours that only thy shall be able to surrender to. Marry me Emily ! today at once we shall fun no fly like these fireflies. The fix all the darkness they make night seem like day and they make you as my wife. We are in the universe alone with them for they are our stars and shall always be our stars. Come to me we shall get marries at once and fly so freely to paris. It was a thought of saying but I had gotten two tickets to paris and it leaves in an hour thus meet me at the church near the valley and then shall we be united. As she sneaked into her house when the darkness was not seen and she took suffice cloths and ran and skipped to the church. There did she feel the enchantment of mind and soul when she had been kissed by Daniel as they were pronounced husband and wife.the knot was tied and thus did they run as he carried her in his arms and they ran to the station. Where they met david and jane.
The ship had taken off. It was moving heading towards north where the city of love lay sleeping. As both couples lay side by side inlove madly upon the mattress. Their words were like love verses from romeo and Juliet. It was as exquisite as his love.

My true love hath my heart and I have this,
By just exchange one for another given;
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven,
My true love hath my heart and I have this;
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides,
He loves my he heart, for once it was his own,
I cherish his, because in me it bides.
My true love hath my heart and I have his.
Their breaths a mixture of romance in their touch as he had smiled at her. Touching her softly with all his love and care as she speak, oh my lovely husband how shall live with out thee in my arms and soul for the very love of you has unbounded me or left me speechless of you how, could I not live a moment without thy by thy side? As lovely as you may seem your heart is the angel and please leave me not in this life for there is much pain that shall I endure if my love you are gone! Her tears rolling softly and yet he was there to wipe it to put her sorrows at bay. They had made love for the first time it was true and there was no dams to tell them that they are disgraced. As he touched her skin softly as she lay there nude, bare in the cold. Did he reminisce the fireflies and abruptly a sudden shock that had awakened her and to his fear did he hide. Oh love nothing go to sleep I am here. It was a long time to understand that life was too short or was it their atonement from the lord to live short? 3 hours had past as it was night and thus cold it would bite like little insects that ate on flesh and fed on blood. Did it take too long to show, to reveal the intruder?. Oh how his heart sank as he heard the voice in the other room, panic all over and his blood gushing could it or could it not be. His smiles faded and a sudden coldness, his heart tearing apart wishing that if she was to leave let the angels cut he into star shapes and soften the surface of earth. Jane, his soft voice had spoken shall you love me for all that I have made mistake and forgive me for this night? Oh my love what is of that you are speaking of. Are you happy? Yes david I am with all the love that you have given me shall not why my heart? Has something come up? My love Emily shall thy not let go if I say do not for I beg you to cradle above me my hearty love. Oh Daniel fear not, please oh please tell me what is wrong I might be able to help you my love. Their worries were a question. And the answers were their grave. The submarines….thhhh..ey have spotted the Europe and they let the bomb out it missed the path and so sudden our ssshhhh..iiip wass tthheerer and it has made a hole, oh my love worry not for I shall protect you. The water now was to show its temperament and leave them to freeze in the cold the ran though the water was rising and all love shall not be counted as they took the steps it was too heavy to load upon and yet it was not even a day till their marriage that shall they be cursed to be apart. They pushed all apart and thus did they be free yet it was too late to ponder on love for they had to fly like fireflies so free to live. They jumped into the vast ocean where they froze hold me my love and do not let go. David her screams were to be heard. It was fact that they were articulate that love shall bind at this point as they got onto a wooden plank it shall not sustain our weight no please do not let go, life is worthless with out thy by thy side my love do not leave. How your tender lips were all that I thought and how I had brought this beauty to be frozen in this cold where shall we be like ice age men. Let us die, together, fall on the ocean bed where we shall rest and there shall I be with love of you and none. Hold on Emily help will come, I am afraid Daniel please do not lease for it is cold and come let me warm you in my arms shall we lay. As he reconciled the memoir of the fireflies that flew so swiftly in the space and they were her eyes that twinkled and they were the stars that covered the earth for did they bring love together. It was too late now. David I c an not stand the cold its too painful my love I shall have to lease for it my death, do not I am here for hhhath shall we die as one …. His arms trembling to let free as they spoke the last of the words shall we meet at one in the floor bed my love together shall we parish in this vast ocean and reach up upon the heavens gates and live another. Their smiles still intact as they touched ones had faced to face they kissed for the last time and sunk into the deep , deep ocean in the silence of the night did they remember fireflies that brought this hope to them.
She is not fair to outward view,
As many maidens be,
Her loveliness I never knew,
Until she smiled on me,
O, then I saw her eyes were bright ,
A well of love, a spring of light!

But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne’er reply,
And yet I cease not to behold,
The love light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.
They beauty slowly faded in the depths of the ocean. Where their secrets lay hidden no to be revealed.

sunshine

“hi im david……u guys most probably are here for not the same reason why im here. Not only to share but to enlighten you of how vital it is to savor your ones true love and keep your promise which I did not accomplish so it is up to you to decide and understand this complexity of simplicity …………………………………………..

The slow running golden ray. You could never attain it for it was a great runner! Running at top speed, the speed of light years. It was unpredictable of how their prayers have seemed to be heard by t he lord. How their heart tore apart to have heard the prayers that seemed to enlighten them to make a choice that would be hard for a human being to waver upon. The heat had slowly ran its way away and as if the moon had rivalry with the almighty, his heart to a sudden stop for it seemed like there was heart filled with gold, oh how his cruelty had not know its bounds for it swerved the pain, slowly stabbing its beauty to the dungeons of hell. Its subjugation was a shame for humanity as there they all lay with their drums beating at a tremendous phase, accelerating as the pulses run running their minds of as then do they realize that for all that they have wished it has been heard it has been deemed, its has be recognized their almighty and yet it was too late to make a wise decision let alone be the anguish of fighting every soldier that ran with patriotism willing to sacrifice their very love to disregard their faith those wonderous nights that they had made love a moment to reminisce. His cries were to be heard in the lonely street of wall mart surprising enough the very his soft fragile voice was the echo that was irreversible yet he struggled through the stabbing pain the million thorns of the rose plant that scrutinized every segment of his muscular complexity. The pain gushing as he bled trying to control gnawing his lips as he could morsel the blood that flowed in his streams the piquancy after his maul that did have a sudden cry later on. It was undeniable that he, he of all the 15 million citizens or more would or were gifted the courage to shoulder the anguish that he was about to discover. His lips tight for he was afraid as the fear, the utmost weakness in all humanity ‘fear’ that had stricken in his precious mind for there is no escape in this journey. His exhaustion was to over hegemony his dilution for there was nothing present in his unconsciousness. He could feel the pain rising like the eruption of the volcano it is just that he was in pain and that the pressure was indefinable. Translucent white pearls slowly heave his eyes to a certain extend that he could not control those leasing of magnificent pearls. His heart beating fast , his pulse rising as he wondered if he would ever attain his goal. As he reconciled the moment at his new years part and his only resolution was to never let go of her even if there was a apocalypse, if they were to die then shall it together for then they could utter those unreadable words of Sanskrit and this journey of life with her and to be altogether one for her and only be by her side as his love for her was strong that it was hard to repel this romance. It is hard to leave the one and only person that we may love an, the only person whom may have the bond unbreakable. His heart trembled to see the mess , to see the blood , to see the dust in the darkness had blanketed this surface that was of great gifts but then of course it was a precious gift that most humanity may not be accept for it is a gift to tear apart, it is a gift to be doomed to the grips of harness of the humans. His mind running around to a certain point where he was just struck of a sudden electricity that may just have been that conclusion for his deaden sinew and his soul to cry out loud for there he stood he could feel it rising up till his heart and he was about to heave all that he could at the very sight of beyond cruelty was entertain, an amusement or rather slaughter for the pungent smell of those sorrow filled cadavers that seem to have dried of at was to be put to rest as then could their hearts will accomplished with the only task of solace. No human indeed would want to live through this misery for the better or for the best of their life.
As he tried to get up to be a man and to be strong to prevail over that she is there with the hope that he shall and will come, be her hero and to box his promise, take the key and throw it away so far that it was confidential even to his conscience. It was clear now and he could feel her there as he ran, he ran and skidded tearing the side of his jeans, his skin so supple tore along and there appeared a line of blood not to much to kill him but very little to keep him alive. He picked her up softly in his arms her body cold and he checked for her pulse to the praise of the almighty did he feel that pulse that gave him hope. Tears leased out once again, not tears of pain but exhilaration that she was there. He slowly stroked her hair that had covered her face and he kissed her forehead with all his love though his body was in total pain he could and he did kiss her thus slowly with the only might he had he kissed her soft lips those rose flushed lips that would awaken her, her heart to jump and cry as her hero was by her side to keep her, to love her and never let go.
“you kept ur promise baby” her voice shaky though with love.
“of course I did! I love you and I could never leave you sunny” he poured it all out.
A series of love between them was a picture of their sacrifices. He carried her as she whispered I love you and shall always love you. Her whispers were his soul comforter. They were to go to a place that was secure and save for it was not out there and he did not wish to risk their lives out there just for its contentment. He found the perfect area an isolated valley where it was not five star but it was suffice enough to keep them save. He laid her slowly afraid that he might hurt her. It was cold for there was no presence of heat the darkness have conquered what that was left of 12 60 minute interval shown in a timepiece. She slept upon his knee. Her head warm as they viewed the distant stars that shimmered in the dark sky. They never spoke except she said that ,
I love you, and I hope that we will be able to live it”.
He just nodded his head and smiled at her as the very moment she speaks its like honey and milk and of great wisdom in her speech. She had thought if they ever survive she would have children of her own and raise, to tell them this very memoir that would last forever, to tell how their father was a great hero and lived to his loyalty, abruptly her eyelids were weighed and thus did she fall asleep. He kept on stroking her hair and yet how much he had forced himself to stay alerted and keep watch his exhaustion was never forgiven ant thus did he too fall asleep. As for their atonement did his mind wonder of so far that for a sudden he could feel it showing into his face. He was awakened by the light, did he then feel that his time was to come and how he wished that she was there for him to tell her that he loves her before his departure. He opened his eyes. His gaze flew to all direction but his sorrow their was no light. He felt her coldness above his lap and thus did he feel the arising of the horizon.
“ hei baby wake up..” he called out feeling what he should nit feel
As he stood up and looked carefully, all those sorrow flew away as he saw the sunshine that made him cry for the first time he could feel the heat and not the piercing coldness that attacked you from your toes.
Hei baby wake up, I see it! We are free now, sunny I see the sunshine!”
His hope shattered rather than lived. He ran to her and realized that there was no more sunny but a cold calm, fragile cadaver that lay before him. His love of his life,… he could not baggage it yet he pondered on the fact that how she would feel if she knew that he cried and thus wiping away those effortless tears did he give her his last wholesome and true kiss, as he carried her his shadows that followed him. As she left did he feel the sunshine for her name was sunshine and she did not live those moments to embrace them.
He stepped aside of the stage and walked out singing his love, trying not to reconcile the pain, as all the audience sat there like a statue.

Oh my sunshine, my only sunshine,
You make me happy, my pretty sunshine……..
He disappeared just like that beyond those doors as he walked out. With the fulfillment that he shall rejoice together with her. It was to be told and was mean to be told. David was 80 years old and passed on peacefully that very day, reunited with his beloved sunshine.

Her saccharine taste.

The rain was pouring heavily and there she sat waiting for her beloved husband to come back home. He was never lat, not this late but some how he would tend to come home late and as a reason he would say
“awww…honey, you all those paper work..im just busy these days”.
With a slyest grin on his face. Yet Mrs. Elliot was not happy and her nags would drag all day long. She might as well become a lecturer for she had no recognition of the very fact that her nags are of such burden to him. She did not realize that he seemed exhausted every day! He had sleep bags beneath his freckled eyes, those tender and yet soft ocean green eyes which was what that had allured Mrs. Elliot to accept his proposal, they were such a great couples and they were the talk of their school as Mrs. Elliot or as her real name Jessie. She was an exquisite young women in school. They had studied in St. peters Cambridge high school. Jessie was well know of her politeness and humbleness even though being the school’s cheerleader captain. Mr. Elliot on the other hand was named Henry, he was a fine man and he was in the football team and how the girls would salivate his awesome eyes screaming figure. His word were like the verse from William shakes pears poems or W.B Yeats, his words were strong enough to hypnotize you! Yet in a good way. Henry had fallen in love with Jessie at first sight when she was practicing and yes he did try hard to ge t her but his softness that had made Jessie accept. Her smile was like the winters when you could feel the coldness and how you would be flushed red. The very first time, under the valley where the streams ran like the heavens rivers, the moonlight so marvelously reflected on the soft surface of the water. Henry would offer her his blazer to keep her warm. Jessie was wearing a stunning floral dress with a flat closed shoe. She did not even look like a cheer leader for how she to be presented. Her skin flushed as the very first time he touched her and to their first kiss. A moment to reminiscence. Yet as they say ‘when the love is weak shall they be deprived of love’. They were loosing it and it was so obvious. Henry always tried to keep the situation under control but it was all just of no use for Jessie was tiered of the sleepless night and she missed the fact that he would touch her and whisper ‘ I love you’ into her ears. Now, for only now it has made both of them to loose their very touch in love. He would die for her as Henry loved her a lot but he got too busy to show it and Jessie was reaching menopause, she still had that soft supple look and she was caring but her nags and theirs arguments were just not corresponding and they were getting worst day by day. Jessie always wanted a child but yet though making love she had always miscarriage it till they were just too sore. Those endless nights where she would sit in the toilet crying hysterically and would cry softly. She had no one to love and was always home alone.
Henry did what he could do but he never forced her into anything they were happy but just not contented. Their hearts screaming as the world would spin in its axis and Jessie would ponder on every fact that what has she done to god to be gifted such a horrific way. She sat at home alone reading and she read for the world is an endless journey! She had started to talk alone to her self and she would evoke those past memoirs where she would sit with Henry in his bug. The radio would put soft sentimental songs and abruptly as a romantic song would appear,
You ease my troubles that’s what you are,
If I had you there is no stream in my heart,
For you are my current,
He would touch her hand again and her cheeks would flush red. It was natural but they had great moments that were to be rejoiced. Yet it was a room filled with anguish situation where he would walk out of the house loosing his temper slamming his door shut and crying profusely that he had no way of easing this pain. Yet he would walk back in and comfort Jessie for what he would say innocence.
His arms flew in the sky and there was this thud like sound. Jessie walked slowly down the stair way. There was this smile on her face and in her heart she was just pain insane. The sweat rolling down her cheeks as for the last time she takes their wedding picture and reminds herself that it was never a mistake of marrying Henry. There was this pool of blood, a pain gushing over his chest. He could feel it and then there comes Madison, a fair lady whom seem more beautiful than any other lady. His late nights in the office was just an excuse for his in fidelity to their marriage. His excuse of those late nights at the hotel in town paid by credit cards. Was he inlove with Jessie? A question that aroused in her mind and she could hear his moaning. He was trying to walk but fell at every climb. Apparently those tears that she collected as she knew it coming. It did reach a certain point where she unconsciously was unable to accept the fact that her husband was gallivanting and was having an affair with Madison, whom was Jessie’s old time best friend. How long did it go? Did he marry her just because of Madison? Millions of similar questions aroused in her effortless mind.
Henry freaked out when he that Madison was at his house but when he came back Jessie was there.
‘’honey, you look exhausted I am surprised that you are home early.dinner would be ready in 10 minutes”, Jessie said softly as he entered.
She was making lamb chops, salad and his favorite dish fish cutlet. He sat at the dinner table looking at his handphone and saw that Madison had messaged him at 17.30 and now it was already 20.30pm exactly 3 hours and she had left him several miss calls. Abruptly he was waiting for Jessie to tell him that an extremely beautiful young girl had dropped by saying that she is henries secretary. Yet she ate in silence and he poped up the topic,
Jessie baby, did my secretary come by? She was supposed to drop my files today at 17.30pm”,he asked trembling as he lied his way through.
Awww…….yea she came and we had coffee together, a very sweet girl indeed.\, Jessie answered calmly.
Did she say anything honey?”, he had stopped eating and toyed with his food.
Of course we did have a lot to talk and she was telling me what a great man you are, and how sweet of you to buy her that diamond ring she was wearing today’, Jessie had a calm look while saying this.
Henry had already knew that she knew about their affair. He excused him self of the dinner table telling Jessie,
Wow! Honey these lamb chunks are scrumptious!,’ he tells her by being calm.
Awww…its fresh you know,’ she said with her big smile.
Henry r an to their room yet he wondered why the pungent smell, a decaying smell which was not strong but strong enough to send impulses to his brain to react. He takes his phone out putting aside the smell that intoxicated the air. He dialed Madison’s number but it was not available and he tried but suddenly her phone rang and it was from within the house. Tear falling like the thunderous rain earlier. His tummy ached and he rushed to the toilet bowl. Then there was blood all over and a gun shot.20 minutes later another gun shot fired as their marriage picture fell, affected by the momentum and scatters its glass into a million pieces indicating how Henry could have not beguiled poor Jessie all those years….. how he could have just once professed his love and made love with her just one night and reminded her of their love. Perished between hatred and disloyalty,…… how good her meat may have tasted.thier existing univrse shattered by him...

lillie's death.

Slowly creeping its way through an utmost conscience …..

As above to below,
As within to without,
My heart pounding now for there is nothing left deem about the very fact that I am supposed to reconcile every damn thing! its is of a matter of fact imprudently obnoxious of me In this scene which I so without a moment of kindness did I avoid.
at the moment as I may speak of the truth and the very truth that shall never and will never know about seems like a fake illusion! at the very first sight did I fall, tumbling over my own foot…. Ridiculous isn’t it my hurt some how trying its level best to be focused about reality and not my dreams of such. Though it was hard yet I had to make a choice if I was to comprehend the very fact that just sitting there and reading ‘ Ernest hemmingways’ story and keeping my mind filming with his majestic yet salivating figure! He was like a god standing before this saturated eyes….. his speech was like wonderland and thus was his muscles protruding so effortlessly, elegantly yet amazingly beautiful, his veins were like the soft stems of a yellow flower. Thus was I interrupted by the call, hei, take 20!his exquisite figure slowly dispersing beneath my celleberum should I have ever mentioned the very fact that I was astonished looking at his style awaiting some sort of significance.
His white shirt, that hard sandalwood stick, that hat he wore an he hunched so terribly my heart had sunken beneath to wonder why was it that he was just so stoned!his eyes never met with mine but as I kept on reading I figured out that he was loosing it for that moment and apparently he was going! His smile had obdurated me of guard of the very fact that I had once been very stern towards this gentleman and now finding my self yet again to be obstinated to this unworldly commitment that I wonder if he is ready to apprehend. The hot summer had perched me and I was dying to quench thy thirst for the very reason it was damn fucking hot and I could feel my blood drying up, the heat was unbearable and to add onto this concentrated heat those fuckers had to cut the trees and boil us up there! But when the heat subdued and I felt immune to the heat then did my heart and mind wonder of again dreaming about the love that I shall win someday it was predictable though but it was insane of me to accusate this statement of the question concerning dignity. The beauty of her dress, half cut, black and white and how her hair fell above her bust, those curls and those millions of strand of hair that shone to the reflection of those golden rays, as she slowly walked that smile of hers burden away of that answer that she had for that very particular question had stunned me at the very moment I had caught sight of those amazing locks of shine…..her grace was as if a gift so effortless poured out by the almighty ball of fire his them rays whom cries and thus sheds them away with a thought of sorrow of leasing a great beauty that has been such an empowering wisdom for his life eternity that it hurt too much for him to let go till he had to refract all his anger upon us…making us rot and trot above his unatanic doing that bled into each segment of ones heart till there was no more an less about nothing for him to reconcile even though he was in charge and that he holds the key of life corresponding with love I may say. These words of his were like rose petals that slowly intoxicated the air of love… she cried. Her heart stabbed by his words that were so saccharine that even her tears tasted like honey, his gentle manly touch was the soul comforter and to put her heart at easy as his touch was the ice that subdued the heart ache that no other could possibly do so…. As they,
Only he whom holds the key of love,
Able shall he to put a women’s heartache at drow.
The wind; blowing so gracefully and yet the heat had not banished from this earth then did it all began his shimmering and cries in the dark wishing that somehow it would be possible to flee this hell! Yet there is no escape as when darkness has eluded ones shelter and of course it is very certain that he shall not in the slightest motion that he could dig his claws into the dull pavement of painted greyness of the floor and running your ass out of here it was like as if a fucking bull was back at your ass! You could feel the walls talking with you like you were in an asylum all locked up and there you could see the bright neon and its light working with the anesthetic that had intoxicated your blood stream the lake running beneath that saccharine skin and yet then is when you ponder on the very foolish fact of that your heart needs some solace! Then do you fall to your knees and lease those effortless pearls translucent slowly yet steadily accelerating down predisposed by gravity and thus falling onto the grey ground. Your heart all weaken and your sinew all deaden at the very point , how you cried for saving her and then it all comes to life the cycle of faith and some how you knew that you were entangled by love and her beauty was your weakness and nevertheless your addiction of ecstasy the part that plays a great role in your deviance and when the corporal comes in to rerect your files to put before the jury you have already known the answer of the jury like a physic whom can tell what is the future and that every moment of his life long in prison was just a very sudicious event and that he whom could win your case was a great masterpiece of his very presence on earth for only the cold deep beneath buried under that moist soil a solemn cadaver lay there and only that famine creature shall perish with the answer for there was no evidence to put him out of these psychosis! How your heart had tend to its greatest sorrow in falling apart and that if the jury had befallen to your unconscious mind he would know the answer if you are innocent or guilty. Stupendously you fall into a whimpering of cascades and never to be seen again.
Toms mind was over her, her alluring physique that made him smile all the time ant those wonderful nights beneath the moonlight that had blanketed them, at green road valley in those down unhygienic apartments did they make love, his first ever kiss and the first time he had felt the warmth of love, so bare did they lay in the shivering cold but they cuddled up together as an effort of being warm, the blood gushing through them was what that had kept them warm and happy. Yet it seemed such a short time that they had made love. He could hear her whispers feeling his seed beneath and how she love him. Her way of defining her love towards him was forsaken for she bare a child in her and the joy she had they both had! Finance did not really matter as he was happy that she was happy. She was a gifted seraph and nothing matters to him then her happiness, they had the best time that no other couples could have gotten for they were free but then war broke off and left them estranged though the letters were of no use if he could not feel her warmth again, he could not feel those exquisitely cupped bust neither could he dance under her showering love leaving his sexuality aside he could not live with the very fact that he was unable to say good bye like a gentleman would, he did not reckon that he would come home alive to his wife and kids. Yet how his words of those had tore him apart for his words was like a blight to his life!
When the trinity bus sucked up by army soldiers he did realize that he was now free and that he would be able to once again see his wife and the third member of their life a child! His heart all dancing with happiness as he would be able to see her again and smell those fragrant smell of her perfume and her gold lock and how she’d make those scrumptious pancakes with the monosaccharide maple syrup! He skipped to the rhythm danced his heart out and he had elapsed the fact of those moments in the army where he had killed so many humans and blood had splattered all over his uniform, how he’d felt so nausea tic towards the scene of blood!.... as he trottet of home his boots hitting the pebble imprinted into the cold cement and the sounds of his arrival seemed so uninviting for when he had reached his home it was dark his wife was not there to invite him in with hugs and kisses his heart hurt by that fact but then he had considered that maybe a poor mother whom had to feed her child was exhausted and that she was happy to sleep. This made him happy too. He opened the door and walked it but with his jovile heart he walked up, lilly are you awake honey? His heart pounding but he was astonished to find his wife not in bed and the white sheets seemed untouched and there were rose petals above the mattress, then deciding on the very fact that she was hiding he opened the cupboard swiftly and there was still no sign of her, there was no sign of his child too….
Oughta she’d be cryin her tonsils out?he pondered.
Thus when the exhaustion stabbed him his eyes heavy he had fallen onto the soft supple mattress and there did he lay sleeping soundly of a days work . his grace had shone and compromising with night did he shine with all his love towards mankind. Tom had awakened and ran down when he realized that she was missing , the milk was still in the carton untouched but at this very point there was this awful, pungent smell like asif the main sewer had had a leak, it did not cross his mind of the consequences that may befall of his absence. Leaving a beauty exposed to humans whom have no heart and thus no love for gods creation! It did hit mind that there was a great possibility that all his love, his efforts and those unreplied letters, those nights he had made love confessing his heart to her, was all to be known as he slowly opened the hidden door which she called’ the magic doorway’ the smell grew stronger and more concentrated and there was this little fly buzzing at its knob and his eye socket grew heavy with tears that he was unable to prevent! His heart weakened and his had shivering to unlock the door for what he was to see was pictured in his mind and he did know that beyond this step there was no more lilly or a child what is left is this anguish that shall haunt him in the darker moments but he became strong for there could be a possibility that it was not what he had pictured, he unlocked it and protruded his scalp slowly to see and yes she was there, all the blood drained out of her and her heart and a few organs were out of place. It reminded him of the case that had occurred in the 70s about a man who had done surgeries on prostitutes as a way of easing himself. He was called the ripper as to the way he ripped their abdomen out in the most disgusting way you could feel your intestine jumping out and ur bile rising to your trachea ! there blood enough to stain him at what a coincidence that the police had arrived at a point to arrest him. This to put his]m as a convict of murder.
Well it was and will be up to the jury to be the reason for him to be a convict. To put is miseries at bay, to allow him to walk out of those doors to realize that he had no use in surviving the war nor was it suffice to serve the country for this is how they repay you. If only he had perished in the war then maybe he would have been reunited with her even after death it was hard to remind himself that it was the better of the worst!
He was freed that very year when the had realized that he was not the murderer but the case was never solved for they never found the convict of this inhumane act. It was said that dear lilly was sacrificed in a satanic ritual as she had the heart of love and she bare a child of god. Her blood was drained not efficiently as it had left a lot of marks on her. It was also recovered that her head had later been chopped off when her body was taken to the mortuary. There were two men convicted of raping and killing her for satanic ritual but later freed for they had no hard proof. One of the convict had said that he will not reveal for he rather die for satan than die by him! Some had said that there was a well beyond the gates of green river valley where it is hidden beneath the ground of those church and there is where she lay, he head, heart and blood including certain organs were sacrificed here. Tom did not want to listen to these foolish stories as she remain as an angel in his heart.

there lilly lay beneath the heart of the world,

lonely yet with the guidance of satan,

i have what she had been searching for,

the love and freedom that tom had no idea of!

the end of the start.

It seems tome that I am so lost in this centre of graffiti… ….. my heart keeps on racing when there I am sitting all alone with no means of direction. Who is it that my heart is yearning for? Who/ who?.... they say, when you write down your sorrows they eventually fade and alas a sense of peace shall place its self reluctantly above thy heart. As now I am writing my heart out yet I keep on pondering on the fact that how many times shall I keep on this pace? It is like a 1500m run, at first it seems so fine I run at a phase smoothly my shirt too big; flying as I run my muscles expanding and my gasping for air increases as I accelerate, the momentum that I apply on my speed tremendously keeping my heart jovial, on the other hand my heart thumping at every step! My mouth becomes dry as I run, and keep on running to reach my destination but somehow my heart fails and stops realizing that there is no end in this 1500m run. I do not see a red ribbon horizontally awaiting to declare my wonderful victory!, and so shall I say this is how I visualize my life desperate! It was so easy to say yet at the end so damn hard to fulfill. The fire in me burning at the start seems to have washed its self away when I realized that I was imprudent of not thinking about the consequences of how it shall and will affect me later on some day. Hence , no matter how much you have to debate on my part of factual vision I and only I have a strong believe that I was young and I was injudicious of my steps of my desire of my sense of feeling that feeling that some say is hard to be washed away from ones weak heart. Yet there are so many of them who can suppress this in their wholesome hearts and go on. They are able to show this feeling out even knowing that lips of can never stay still. Ah of course they can not as god did give us this splendid lips of pink and a lining of softness to be spoken of. Our palms, skin may abrade yet our lips shall never deceive ones heart the only part of our skin organ that cannot be abrated. So shall I and only I can be whom I shall be someday. My heart tears up to see so many of them whom are so close to have this opportunity yet I never could realize how wretched my life could get suddenly I feel this feeling of frantic to go through that moment that everybody cherish that every body is wishing for! Yet my prayers seem to fail to be centralized in the prayers that I have wished for from god.
Let alone my miseries of the past that have come haunting me at every slip of my lids. At this very moment his gaze was not upon me and that is when I knew that this shall never go on. I shall forget banish this thought, this feeling I shall vaporize it as I try and try to keep my consciousness calm that this shall and will never go on as his gaze has pictured me everything that I should have seen before I made that move. All I ever wished for was for him and only him to hold my palms and say “ I love you” and when these words are being uttered I wished that he really meant it, I wish that at every point of our relationship he would see for whom am I and that I do love him as much as when this earth comes to a standstill and that the ocean now still with out a movement the signs that protrude as to tell the earthlings that a major catastrophe of beyond realization shall occur and that there is no heaven nor hell in this moment of silence. Till that very silence is broken I shall be by thy side hold your hand and breathe your last breath , sensing your warm breath feeling it penetrate this sorrowful heart and never let go. Though my heart does throb of the past infatuation the memories so far away yet the feeling still sting me everyday! Your touch seem to have stuck to me the very first time you touched me, though the thought of it now may be unappealing yet I do not ponder on why my mind has reconcile this insane memory! I have tried so hard to disregard you from my mind yet you keep on appearing like a lotus that has no choice but to stay afloat on the surface of the water even if I were to purposely allow it to be inundate into the . So did this heart of mine fail to accept that you are gone! But why? Why is it that I am unable to see some one else to accept some other one? My mind dangled and twirling at every sentence at every speech I was to utter.like wise shall I fade deep deep down in the depth of the oceans floor bed where I shall lay all eternity. It is hard to explain the fact that may sound insane. The inconvenient truth that someday our lives my end recklessly nothing but nothing of us shall be recovered!....has my words seem to put in any sense or am I just an illusion with words of no reason, time shall come and words may fade less or more of every fact shall not be the same minds and souls shall never be the same.

Slipping from thy fingers slowly,
The moon face half lit,
The ocean twirling not in me,
Alas did I find my restound laces,
Did it all stop, with silence as its aroma,
Then did I know that shall it be thy turn to fade.
Hak cipta sharanya komahan.(sktg)....im les bo

the nights or non.....

Its dark out there and my heart keeps on pounding fast! my blood swirling like a huge hurricane beneath this selfless figure. I keep on bumping into a staggering force my whole life seems so black and I am afraid of the shadows. I wake up every day thinking who am I and why is it that my life is so pitiful? Yet every moment slips away so fast I could not even chase after it. My steps I may seem to fade though hw soft I may skip. Why am so lost is it that my words are sense as I write? my mind keeps on going blanks though I try to spill the milk! My heart is craving for something yet all I can vomit out is blankness. I think of a new step to flourish but yet again I save it to a knowledge that I know that is of no use and that my contemplation is out of sight or of oddness I trust that fact so strongly that I keep on swallowing the truth even knowing that it is what it is and it is my rightful duty to pursue this fact! How I am ashamed of my words that so seemingly have I deceived my own thoughts even knowing how true I am! How could I be silly or how could I make such a mistake. My heart adamant though. Ego is what that should be diminished from this selfless yet ignorant soul!
Her heart all sweaty as she wrote. Her thoughts still strong of all. A cancer patient was she and though she did have time limit for her replenishment. There she goes scribbling words no such meaning. Here she wrote what that had brought tears of her kind and non- of her kind. Her mind filled with this conception. They were like golden weeds so selflessly swinging about waiting for her to pull them and place them in her white life. Alas, there she was awaiting for moments nevertheless useless yet so discouraging! altruistically her heart pounding, blood gushing in her arteries the pressure beneath her epidermis was so unreliable! Yet she wrote she bragged this stupendous story still at a point of no reason!
Somewhat did her heart bleed yet she trembled to the understanding that no matter how hurt she may be he will never come back! It was this thing in her this voice so melaculiously telling her these ideas of so and so of no answer. Mute was she not but blunt may her heart try to cry out. It is hard to forget the one you love but this time it was even much harder than she could ever think! How does age ever come in between love. Yet did her mind selflessly roam about to a destination of no such existence. Time had come when she realized that life is a battle field where blood so dremishly spill of nons content.
Did he smile of his victory when they whom quench thy trachea with blood an addiction never to be found a cure, yes did he smile upon his slaves just for that moment when yes did he call himself night. Slowly creeping like a snake of no distict! His smiles as the mighty fall to the ground when night stabbing him in the chest with a knife so moronically! Her writings would not stop till it has quenched its thirst of the fulfillment of writing out this solemn sadness which is like poison to ones life. A million years may pass but till this very moment I do not realize my duty on this petty earth I may call. My ears on the other side drumming with the melodious songs that fill my heart the only refinement that I may find in this years of sorrow! Yes my heart need some solace yet my cries are yet to be heard by non. Does beauty ever count in true love? Or am I just being superficial? The question left for non to answer but just for my heart to understand that I am in pain that has no feelings or so. Conveniently I may smile hiding the bruises and marks on my heart thudding every second.
So suddenly did I feel this tinge in my soul prickling as I may write. The past was to reveal its self like a murderer dreading his mistake feeling guilty of his heartless action against a soul so perfect yet her beauty never appreciated! He whom tries to flee yet to be caught of guard of thy action! He lets himself loose and surrenders! “ he whom has created us much about, shall not hesitate to take it of thy whom disregarding tries to make it!” just as so did my heart ponder on that fact that yes my time too shall come and so will yours. Her fingers trembling of every touch. Her heart crying out loud of her natural sin! He whom was everything but nothing to something, loved her with all his heart! How inseparable their love may be so pure like the springs that flow so exquisitely. How their romance seemed so erotic , yes they did make love yes did their breath sail as they touched how natural this sin may go further but their hearts racing to a an endless dead. His palms brushing against her seemingly soulless cadaver. There he slept by her side after the heat that their bodies may have emitted his palms wrapping her shivering soul with his. Their smiles so exquisite that no word words that I could drag out my intellectual dictionary seemed available. No words that could I have expressed any further of their intimidate relationship!
Alas what was left was the only thing left.death. was it that then a child asked? That is the end is it? Her mind speechless for a moment numb, breathless for that second. Ah yes my dear I suppose so……………her answer so seems dull but what could she have answered. She could not even feel her own child. As she whispered into her mothers ears. Her lonesome cadaver so exquisitely still on those white sheets to embraced quietly. As then did it strike her mind of her death as she lay mute on her bed with her only heritance by her side……thus did her story never was revealed as she never wrote one because as she thought in the skies of deepened life and soul did it print every voice she
Sent to it. Alas did she close the last chapter of her life.death.
He whom has all the power shall be embarked with the power of undoing it so…….

chocolates!!!yummie

The exquisite night,
Slowly fell,
A change in mind,
As the two lovers ran,
The soft rain like millions of pearls,
Let loose of its attachment,
So did they ran,
Hitting against the rain,
So free they seem,
Yet so troubled they are,

They reach,
A waterfall so much exquisite than the night,
There she lay,
Her body so tranquil,
His heart pounded,
Though their touch seemed immune,
Their love was a prick for thy heart,

She cried,
Her tears had brought rain,
The trees had come to help,
Yet her lips were still warm,
An angel was she,
What a wonder,
There he lay by her side,
His heart running wild,
Alas he tells her,

Here my love,
Before you leave to the gates of heaven,
Chocolates that shall keep warm till the end,
Reminiscing thy of my love…..
Good bye then,
She was never heard.

two tales.....he

He: You are not telling me the right reason why you broke up with him.!
She: ummmmm……you know, I have told you this before!
He: no just tell me u know that I am here for you…

He smiles at her and tries to pursue her to spill the pea. In return her mind goes blank for a moment. Suddenly it comes, she remembers every moment , those wonderful moments. Her heart starts to jump as her mind start to fail!

h….he..he…she recalls the first time he had put the signs to the fore, at first it was obscured yet I knew the signs though foolish I was to be adamant to the fact that I was in verge of the impalpable corollary. His word were as sweet as the honey of the flowers that bloom in the grasp of the almighty yet so tiny smile, the blooming that is so elegant yet its nectar so sweet that even this love of mine seems so saccharine less without its sweetness I am not me! This heart of mine yonder for more like a vampire thirst for blood! Her story begins……..
the night was cold yet his words made her warm. Her heart was broken yet he mended it so exquisitely. Her tears leased out till the end yet he reached out to set it aside. Her smile had faded yet he ran a zillion mile to catch it back. This was what he had done to capture her heart from another. The duty of her love was controlled by him. Alas he had lost what she had tried so hard to get! She was upset as love was objected by her elders, all she needed was him to say that he was there for her and that she has nothing to worry about. His presence was all that would do the magic. She loved him so much as she did work really hard to win his heart and alas he had agreed her request of love. Wondered much did she that how love could be so malevolent towards her.
As she lay, her mind recalls every incident, as to how she was forced to make the incorrect verdict , this feeling love I may say is a drug that I am deeply addicted to! Why ? why? ! do I make my self be whom I am not?! Why is it that I whom is not what is seen be so different? has love tainted me? Or am I just another victim of its ecstasy?! Till this very moment I longed for him to come back as my life is incomplete without him by thy side. I may laugh in joy, I may smile like the untwined road straight ahead, I may jump in the sky so cutely as u may proclaim, I may skip like all the heavens belong to me but this love I can not take charge. I big duty fallen from the sky and has landed on my head! Hilarious not I know .
Suddenly all the sorrow of breaking the bonds of love brought a little smile, those times when we were alone when the was nothing but the sky, the stars, the moon, the sun and just us to ourselves. He would smile so exquisitely and his touch would leave me breathless. His kiss was vague that I try and try to tell you how it was yet no reason has come forward! As he puts his arms around me wrapping me in his arms, I felt so secure that no harm was against me! I alone with him tied with a ribbon! so sweet that every night he is in my dreams the hero of my life! As he would whisper into my ears “ I am here for you okay? So do not shed a tear!” hugging me securely within his muscular arms. His love was so beautiful!
Then again should I mention him who I still ‘like’?..... we would sit on the counter and laugh our heads of stupid jokes or tickle, run around till I would catch my breath! We would lay arm in arm on the sofa talking about silly things. Yes it did brighten me up. I trusted him and so did he but I had objected every trust of his upon me! He would catch me when I would fall he would flout my existence as I was someone else yet he loved me deep down I knew that but why was he so adamant to express it to me? After all I love him, why do they all change when we are in love? The times I would call him he sounded so graceful yet his tone changed as if he had made a mistake. So, was it purely all my fault as my heart could not accept his undesirable love for me? And some one had come along who did love me as much as I did? Yet why is it so that I still love him? So complicated as it may seem yet so easy I could not had over taken this mess! Even now when I look into his eyes my heart jumps and adrenaline is all I can say.
Though how beautiful love may sound my friend yet there she comes. Destruction! She snatches him away from me and lies after lies has been uttered by those lips so soft and gentle that I kissed! Yes he had cheated me! And yes did this heartbreak, how many times should I undergo this brutality? What is it that I do not have that she has? Why was it that he had the heart to put me in a state so painful even a swords stab would not hurt as love may have done! What is an answer as “ I was going to tell you but I was waiting for the right time?” when is there time for her? You may think that I am stupid but I had found out your treacherous game my love! Why would you hang up on me at sharp 2200? You used to reply me even if I said good bye! Why was it that u had lied to me that sleepiness was your reason to be with her! Why would you have the guts to call me your wife when you treated me less than that? Oh and how cunningly you thought that I would forgive you! No! never! Over my dead body! How I tried to control my tears as you replied yes. How my heart failed to beat as the news that you bring is so hurtful. She may be fair, thin, bright pin lips carved bust and a sweet bottom in other words physically she was perfect! Though I only had a sweet smile, a flat bust, short hair, dark skin and a flat ass! It did not attract you. You just used me for your pleasure as pornography had made you mind so filthy and ugly u seem day by day! Not that it is wrong for a male to watch porn but I am not your tool to be used! My heart yearns to know what have you done in addition behind my back, backstabber! You cheated to our love, you were a coward to come front and release your foolishness to me. You did what I would say, you are not fit to commit to your rightful duty! How are you going to be a man? More to this you kissed another girl, you looked another girl! At least you should have realize that I was still with you! You have broken my heart yet you had the heart to tell me that you shall not see me if I was to break off our love! It was gods help to push you away! How I was glad that she found out and tore us apart! Are all men as such? Is there no one that can be trusted? Is chivalry dead? You still want to wait. As you know that you have made a mistake a great mistake in our love! But now its too late to amend. You had drained all the love away from me! Alas there grew hatred for you in my heart. Never can I see you as my friend nor shall I
Ever whish to!

He: I am speechless!
She: you never know how this love can be so cunning!
He: she did the same and I do not know why I still love her! she put me on a run for her love agreed but then set me aside of her heart! I can not do this anymore!

death

The soft rain seemed to make everything harder to accept. In life few seconds count as there is no escape in this outrageous life we ponder upon. As a fruit may taste so sweet, the sweetness watering your mouth as saliva escapes and that sweetness can never be elapsed , the reason for its tribute is its sweetness! No one can object these words of mine as there is something to it that is in your life.
I try to smile it away yet it is so hard for me to forget as it is scene in my mind rewinding itself mechanically! How dull, this sorrow so depressing that even the skies seem to cry out its pain loud; yet indistinct. All these years that was so beautiful so exquisite, this soft supple heart of mine can not take the soreness. Wan here did I go wrong as this sweetness still exist in this tender lips of mine and in the core of thy heart! This tears of mine cannot seem to disregard you as this sweetness that you have left behind is unbearable why did you have to wash it all away? Why did you do so when I was still here?
As they all crowded in all I can hear I banter old people and small children running about. Who is next to get married, or who is most suitable, who got divorced lately?, how do you make candy, what is the latest design, who is having an affair, well this is what that shall fall in your ears when you go for such an event , the mourning, torment so devastating ! this life is like a cycle and we go through what Is planned for us yet some do not seem to appreciate this gift so spectacular like no other.
Let the tears of mine spill as this heart shall not fail, let thy blood be within me as I know how much you love me, your exquisite feature so wonderful that my hear stopped the moment I met you! I was speechless as I struck by a flying arrow so fast that it hurt thy heart in a brink of a glimpse! Why is it so that whatever that is beautiful does not last long? Why is it that this life seems more harder than I thought, why is it that god judges us so harshly yet in a very perplexing manner. All dressed in a colour code so serene this scenery my hear t kept on thumping every moment some one enters the door. Have you ever felt that when someone you loved so much is not there and the phone rings a man says “ im sorry mrs “, the phone hangs up on your side. All of a sudden u realize that it is over and u reminiscence the moment where you talked so gaily and it was a perfect day. God yet again plays with our lives and yes we will have to follow as how it is set this what I shall articulate as ‘fate’ surprise not my friends you do not know when your end is coming.
Alas I wished that he had followed my uncle as and was not so imprudent to do ahead of our plan. Yet as his lonesome cadaver lay stranded on the dirty road this heart of mine sinks. There is no one for me to cuddle up with when I am afraid, no one to talk to, the lonely nights ahead of me sleepless those night that I hade made love to the only man I loved and adored much! This string of precious diamonds trickle gently on my cheeks. What am to tell my children? They shall not have someone to call appa! This sinks as I write, my hands trembling, this words so useless and meaningless for thy but yet I repentance not ! the greatest challenge of thy life, losing the one you love most.this funeral for him is a dreadful end no respect shown! Shall I not fall apart for this sweetness has not faded yet and shall fade for eternity.


The moonlight shine so gracefully,
Yet this heart yearns fof her long lost love to return,
The stars twinkle yet there is no one there for this exquisite maiden
To hold on,
Its ok she says, but deep down it throb so painfully!,
She does not fail as he has left her his locked up in her heart,
Thou shall the devil foolishly brag of his meaningless victory,
As their love still survives till this very day.

the reason for everything!!!you

I have to say my heart is broken, I am mindless; my mind is numb; this tears are in verge of leasing its pearls. Like a chain so beautifully seam with elegant pearls but it beauty destroyed for one reason, sadness. Just as how my tears seep on this gentle cheeks of mine. It hurts when I realize how imprudent of me. I should have seen it coming the way you looked at me, that smile of yours, the way you had changed. From your hair cut to the way you address me! Why had I not known that? You would never play chess with me like as if I was some kind of unknown being. Your severity that day had hurt me so deeply even an arrow could not accomplish, this profundity was too deep that only love can do so. I wish that you could read this before its too late. This heart of mine shall ponder on every fact that has no sense.
No matter what this bloody heart of mine is tangled with thy love. The mistake I have made so obtuse I wished and wished I never made that move. I shall blame god for his vindictiveness for putting me in such a position. Yet this blame that I have cast against the almighty lord; objected. I shall try not to cry for it is my past. As I write my fingers shudder in sorrow. My heart tells me to inform you of thy feelings but my lips will not prod, effortlessly every prod of mine is objected and yet I try even harder.
At first it was so beautiful, this feeling but I had made the wrong decision. If only I could go back to my past! I wished that u had not wished me so late for my birthday, I wished that you there for me when I needed you the most, I wish that you advised me when ever I needed it,
I wished that you showed more love than hiding it away from me. This word I type it is yet so hurtful to reminisce. I still remember on your birthday; man was I so excited to be there for you yet you preclude your self in touching me or sitting beside me but this bloody heart of mine just can not let you go!!! Insanity has ensnared me in its evilness. They say ‘you will hark back to your first love’, I object you, I can not forget why?
This tears of mine , as I coil my self effortlessly in the dark with nothing but this sadness of mine to ponder upon. Now that you are not here my heart is lonely. If only you knew that I was the right one. Now that I am not there your love for me shall fade for eternity as she has come and replaced me. Is her love true? Can she love you as how much I have? Will she give a dozen names? Will she start your conversations? Will talk to you when you need her the most? Does she love you to the same extent that your hair style does not count but your inner soul does? I wonder if now as she sleeps genuinely does she dream about you?
Love. How am I to enlighten you when all I can say is that I regret this very moment, this love that we call has no meaning to me as all the love that I have had capsulated in me is drained out, nothing but my past, sorrows are left for me to reminisce upon. no poem that can I create to tell you, no story that I can write to show you and nothing of this selfless me tell you how much I am dying inside to beloved! I may skip like a little girl, act like a monkey, smile so beautifully, laugh gracefully, speak so sophisticatedly yet I can not prevail your sweet, gentle yet fragile heart! My disquiet has come to an end but my love has not so….. the end shall come when I can disregard you, erase you, delete you like a computer! You may not answer but I before now have bring to fruition the fact that no longer am I in your heart.
I shall not be adamant and follow as what I have to do. What is to be done should be done. Long before you leave let me tell you my lord accept me. This fuselage of mine is dying inside out tearing apart!


The moon upon thy soul,
So beautiful that thy try to grasp it but fail,
So is there space in you for thy?,
Romeo and Juliet may be the story,
I shall awaken its characters,
As my love profusely pours!,
Do you not see my love?
Am I invisible?
This ghostly form of mine,
Ponders upon you,
Thou so elegantly lay,
Shall I not intrude your beauty,
So handsome do you lay,
Yet my heart bleeds,
Come to me,
Accept me,
Eccentric mind of mine for you,
Let the rain pour I shall never stop,
Let the thunder shake the earth of life
I shall not stop,
Let fire destroy,
I shall fight,
Let the moon die I shall not cry,
Let the sun be adamant I shall not forget,
Let alone you be the reason for me to stop,
For only you that I am here…..

Adapted from a true story. the end…….

valentine

It
It was this day that was so beautiful,
My heart stopped as I had my first glance at her,
Her hair so free flying along the effortless wind,
Her broad smile, concurrently with her soft lips,
This heart of mine, this breath of mine, this corpus of mine,
Blocked every step of mine,
Breathless it was till I fell,
So numb that I could not feel the coldness,

My,
This lord,
Adamant yet effortlessly,
Every word that I have tried to utter; objected,
Even the roses in thy garden had popped out to look at her beauty,
They sang as she walked,
The rain so fragile capsulated me,
Not lonely as she was there with me,
Her soft, yet supple skin was the majesty of all nature goddesses,


There,
Shall be a day where her love would be the world,
The nights of love,
The night where the moon had intruded our love,
She was equable then any other,
Her love for me; my love for her,

It shall never fade as I shall be by her side,
It shall never fade for she is here,
As I look, read, ponder on this selfless story,
She reconciles with me….
My love,
The only one,
I love you,
Happy valentines day!

she.....

I wrote this about a million times yet my heart is bleeding. WHY?!. I write this down till my heart and soul cries for solace yet there is no help offered. This heart of mine shall never capitulate perpetually. NEVER!!!! No matter how much you try to eschew me this vain heart of my does not seem to be accede to let you go. Your smile so breathtaking until my heart could not bare your beauty that it became turgid. I try to disregard you but I fail every time. That smile of yours like a lotus so exquisite I could not stop gazing at you like the sky, so calm and peaceful…….
At this point my mind is absent ….. searching for you at the bottom of my heart. I do not even know if I ought to tell you because you had said no. this my heart could not take “ IT HURTS! “, I want to tell you but my lips would not shunt. Do you not understand how I feel? You go on liking someone else when she does not even love you! Yet I am here dying begging to be by your side no matter what but you do not seem to concede the fact that you are a fool, you are just contradicting your self my love





we are not sure of sorrow,
and joy was never sure,
today will die tomorrow;
time stoops to mans lure;
and love grown faint and regretful,
sighs, and with eyes forgetful,
weeps that no loves endure,


from too much love of living,
from hope and fear set free,
I shall never disregard you my love,
Thou art my hearts songs and cadence,
The lines of thy love,
Disregard not of my love, my beloved,
For day and night is ours,
Yet lonely shall I stray, my shadow as my cohort,
let alone shall i lay, this cadaver of mine reminiscent of my pain.


When I first saw you my heart trembled I was breathless, speechless. Yet I never knew that this was love. The most powerful feeling. How imprudent of me! How could I not realize it then, every time I looked at you my mind would spin, my heart would bleed profusely and yet I could not understand my feeling for you. Why did it hurt so much?! Why did you decline this offer? What was absent in me that had made you decline? What did he have so much greater than in me?
My palms became numb like it was frozen like the whole weather around me was cold snow…… I am not envious about your love but the fact that you had put me away. Every thing that I have written here is just what I do not get . This feeling of love has made me so unearthly. You were my first love and as they say ‘ you will for eternity reminisce thy first love’ yes you may have made me weak and sick of love yet I shall never disregard thy. Like ‘under the green wood tree’, your declination has made me vigoureux by heart this soul shall never end for thee as a love is my drug and I shall never let go for the sun shines above this heavens gold an this rain pours my delicate love out and when you kiss thy beloved it shall rain and when u dance under my love, this compassionate love of mine so fragile, thou art shall never fade because I shall protect you from harm…….dance under me, your beauty is the key, your beauty is my lock, your beauty is the heart as I only see what is inside you, you may look like a atrocious yet it is your heart that counts……so shall it be the chest in my heart locked away and your love, your acquiescence to my heart, that is when this bloody heart shall break free like a pigeon so free flying in the vast blue sky so wide that it is endless to no point my destination would never come to a dead end. Yet I am convinced that this love……………….shall come to an end. Alas I had written it this story of mine or should I call it as my valentine gift to you my love…..

the eyes that blinded me...

Her tender smile had capsulated me…I was frozen for a second and she gently broke me free. My hands trembled as she spoke, her saccharine voice drugged me and I could not set my self gratis yet my heart thumped fast…..
This was just how I imagined. Her smile was like a film was on stage. She walked, talked, smiled elegantly. Brilliantly, her stroked my hair from her touch I apprehend that she was lovely. They say that by a feeling thy shall comprehend that one is lovely or not. Every day and moment was like diamonds and gold that were so priceless. My heart earned for her to return to me every time she had left me alone. The cold nights that I stayed alone, vulnerably I suppurate in fear as she would leave me at my death bed…..and my story endure as long as I lived.
As night fell so inaudibly that even I realized not of his handsome advent. My fear has taken control of me and for every night I was left alone unenthusiastically. “ why do not thee be present by thy side”,? My heart kept on asking reservation that was so hard to obliterate from my psyche!! I was speechless though, I hated it when she was missing yet I appreciated that the almighty lord has given me this gift no other have. As I fall dead to the world I wonder like a lonely soul waiting for the bravura yet abundant exquisiteness show itself as the little birds sing along. Alas my redeemer comes at a knock and awakens my lonely and sleepless night.
How is it so that a young one like me be so lucky?! My secret kept hidden within the walls of my veined heart which pounded faster and faster every second I felt her aura. My bleeding heart rushed like crazy to inform her what I have felt of her. At times my voice is befall, objected by my sensory cult. “just tell her your hearts ace, she will accept thy!”, my voice seemed adamant to my obey and I forget my lines. These moments that her aura was near; the most spectacular feeling I have ever had in ages. love. William shake spear had wonderfully stated. The peerless word was so amazing as I read ‘ romeo and juliet’ for the 10th time.
Alas my the end was to come. My end. Who would have ever figured a lonely one the victim of his majesty. Thus shall he brag not of thy effortless cadaver I shall never give in. gentle snow fell and yet why was tere prescense of warmth? My love, she was here. My only venture to object every adamant and stubbornness and I achieved my dream!
“my dear,” shhhhhhh….do not strain your voice please. “no I shall not coil to your stupendous voice!”, please do listen to my plea. I tok her soft supple palm into mine. Her cheeks blushed so elegantly my heart pounded…. And I literally bled my love to her…. Her palm in my hands were like angels as if she had come to be with me forever. My heart alas let her go…
I love you my lord and I regret never telling you my hearts cries before!!!! As I stand by the side staring at the melodramatic happening. My heart melted. A blind man. Who’s fate was nothing but just so and so….. my gentle cadaver lay on the white sheets like a man lost between the dimensions and his story yet to be written. Nevertheless now his story is written.
A love of a blind man. Loneliness has conquered his heart. “fear not, and there shall thy find your conduit out of this hell”,…………



The end..

thee,

your poems makes me go crazy,

speechless though,

as i read your spectacular poem,

lines by lines my heart bleeds,

why have thee brought me so much pain!,

your undesirable love your rejection is a cursh to thy heart!!!,

thee,

as i read your poems,

my longing fortitude aces like stabbing stars,

your poems are my drugs,

i am so addicted to you,

yet secretly i cry yearning that you come back,

why so?,

thee,

as i read your dreadfull poems,

it reopens my heart again to what i have lost,

your words penetrate so elegantly till refusal is objected,

do you feel the same for me??

my dying weak heart is searching for you and only thy,

thee,

i can foresee my lines,

a string of pearls,

effortlessly so free in the air,

as i read your words are reunited with mine,

how dreadful,

i want to forget thee but it is unacceptable!.

thee,

my end shall come,

do you not see the resemblance?

thee shall regret of such cruelty,

as this pain has no cure........

KLGreetings ROX

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this life i call......

0ver the past time life seems to be so different. The path way to solace seems so far away and yet ones heart ponder and seek for love of ones heart. Abruptly, I look out my window as try to keep on writing but my consistency failed. The earth around me unexpectedly seemed so different but why? Everything of me so different and I really do not know what is the use of my existence. It said that when you write all your worries down it fades away literally. Your mind alas cleared and your heart stops bleeding.
As night slowly creeps on stabbing the beautiful fire of earth his majestic feature disspers between the amazing mountains. The beautiful moon appears and swank him self like no other! My heart sinks in as I close my eyes for a second an image that haunts me every night and every moment my eye lids close. A conduit through my heart bleeds like red roses petals. ”do not let go for I shall be by your side my love”, his voice so beautifully penetrate within my supple soul so gently but my mind, soul and heart is adamant and stubborn it avoids the handsome voice and drags me along with its sorrow.
Like streams and alleys my soul flows gently. A moment of joy and like I was flying, yet I am so unsure were am I leading to. Am I still alive is my beloved by my side??? What is happening to me; is it just a plain dream??? Somehow I am lost and my mind flying away. Songs singing into my ears so melodically I almost fell into into vicious trap. My dreams seems to be longer than I have ever imagined.
Night took me into an excursion so as to the wind blew I blew along it and to it seems like every word I have written has no sense or more. My tears are not to be perceived effortlessly it trickles down my cheeks and my mind fumed with unrestrained reservation. My mind soullessly wondering in the mist of this empty earth and no more is my voice to be heard as my calamity. The only voice that I hear is the nightingale whom sings so astoundingly my heart yearned for sovereignty. Thus my cries were empty they were soundless and I cried and cried yet it was arduous to reach my desire. ”if thy have a dream do not hesitate to reach for it, even if thy have to sacrifice ones love because your dream is your passage, conduit out of this miserable hell”, my love had whispered this to me one night as I lay so delicately on the bed.
Selflessly I am wondering in a place I have no clue of! every moment seems like a race. My heart racing for no reason…. My whole fuselage cold and yet I am still lost oblivious were am I to me its just a plain dream but the sensation was not right. The little sparrow so swiftly yet furiously flies across like a warning no, no, no it’s a sign from the heaven of lords are trying to tell me something that I am so unsure my mind heart is just haywire and I am lost!!!!! I want to be set free fly in the sky so freely like the sparrow!
Hence did I realize that my life was now being bragged. My lonely cadaver lay so gently on my bed as I ponder upon it. How elegantly I sleep. Numb yet so pale I see. My love embrace my soft supple veined palm. His eyes red with tears as they slowly creep down his fair cheeks. Abruptly this knock on my head made me realize that the elegant cadaver was me!!!! My sorrows slowly ends. Right here. The doors close behind me and therefore I shall never be able to see my life against. Thy duty has been fulfilled and I had lived my life to the fullest. Exquisiteness of ones life………………….

kisses of thy vain heart

you walked past me,
every foot step you left behind,
left me breathlessand mindless,
as i effortlessly tried to rescue thee,
i failed!
i am ashamed of it,
your love,you pondered over me,
breathlessly i was caught as you kissed me with your tender lips,
allof my pain,vain vanished,
you were my healer,
you carried me across the vast ocean barefooted,
abruptly my heartaces!!!but why???
such gentle fingers of yours carvered my heart,
under the cold night you tell me,
"i shall not leave you",
yet your promises,
were just lies and they flew away like dust,ashes,sad...
tears trickling down,
like a waterfall,
yet untemprate,
your love is my crave as you abandon me.....
good bye....