THE PAST

The past goes away to die,

Too proud to let you see it suffer,

Ashamed of its own weakness,

Of having done so little,

Afraid of being in the way.

It drags its broken body across your door step,

Disappears into the busy world.

That is why when you turn ans say ;" whatever happened to thosedays? where did they go?"

No will answer.

No one will know.

What we call memory is not the thing that left too strong an impression,

But the moment that was too helpless to get away.

ANOTHER ONE IN THE BACK

OK i have to accept that the title might sound a bit exaggerated cause this one is not exactly one in the back. after my ex relationship opened up to a can of really flimsy and disgusting worms i just gathered that i had it all. The naive me ceases to learn you see. So neways i thought that was as bad as it got and that the rest of Wat ever i had left was a pure and honest set of relationships. but then as i always say life needs to slap you to wake  you up it won't ever just nudge you and say " wake up Angel". I had started to believe that you could have not see a person through shit but you still can form a strong bond. and so i let myself believe that i had it in me to make such friends. but that didn't happen. the dream ended and left me more bitter, as if that is not enough i had to find out the my closest Friends hide things from me too. i don't know if it's me but my relationships are going sour. its weird how life tries to teach you. i just wish life's taught me enough. i think i am done experiencing things first hand i think now i can learn from other peoples misery  :)

 

AN IDEALISTIC FRIEND

U always walk with others,
Till u really understand,
U often go that extra mile,
With an open heart and hand.
Wat difference a mile makes,
U helped me comprehend,
Its simply the difference between a stranger and a friend.

THE BITTER TRUTH RETURNS

I sat there staring,
Pretending not to see,
The dear little good bye,
U were trying to leave,
I held on the last bits,
Of something that was not mine to be,
Why did it take so long to end,
Why did it eat me inside,
Leave me hollow,
Why did it kill the living mortal in me?
I wish i had seen the wind change,
The ground shake,
Held on to myself
And lived through it all.
But now the knell s rung
And its all too late,
For my love i breathed my last
And i wish u didn't sit there and stare!

BAFFLED

I couldn’t believe it happened till it actually did; life has absolutely face slapping ways of teaching you. Your life and the people in it will always leave and mark my words on all occasions slap you in the face and go. Have you ever sat down and thought as to how much you lost following something that was not yours to follow. A dream, a person, and a story anything or anyone; when you finally realize it’s too late. But then again isn't it supposed to be that way. Weren't you told in every single moral science class that you are not supposed to be greedy that you are not supposed to hold on cause eventually you would leave without it all. so its supposed to be that way ppl are suppose to stab you and leave cause that was their very purpose of coming. But there's more to it why then, if we are suppose to be alone, do we call man a social animal. Are we doing what humans do best? Be hypocritical!!!!!! Are we suppose to prove everything that we said ten seconds ago wrong as a compulsion??????? Think over it and you would be surprised... I was...

RECOGNIZE YOUR OPPORTUNITY

Great opportunities come to all,
But most people do not know they have met them,
For opportunities do not come with their values stamped upon them.
Each day dawns,
Quite like the other days,
In it a single hour comes,
Quite like the other hours,
But in that day and in that hour the chance of a lifetime faces us.
Thus, face every opportunity of life thoughtfully and earnestly when they come,
Whether open-faced or disguised.
Cause often how you face your opportunity
Decides what you truly become...

This Kiss

We stood in the doorway
His hands on my waist
The clock tickling loudly
Almost in haste

He moved in closer
His eyes locked in mine
I long for his kiss
For just a moment in time

His lips meet mine
And I feel the sensation
No longer must I wait
To give into the sweet temptation

My knees go weak
My palms become sweaty
I go back to that place
I have been so many times already

The world disappears
All that's left is him and I
And as we pull away
I feel as though I could fly