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…….
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…….
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