vulnerable,
fragile,
brittle,
frail.
when we deny, yet we were alike,
push each other, then back together.
with heart unchanged, dream remained,
please keep the promises, give no excuses.
do not cry, i am here.
do not lie, it is clear.
when you are acting tough, it hurts.
yet when i did that, it is worse.
when u need to smile,
just to let others laugh,
thats absurd yet real,
but stop it, thats enough.
Wednesday, 20 August 2008
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
enough is enough
vulnerable,
fragile,
brittle,
frail.
when we deny, yet we were alike,
push each other, then back together.
with heart unchanged, dream remained,
please keep the promises, give no excuses.
do not cry, i am here.
do not lie, it is clear.
when you are acting tough, it hurts.
yet when i did that, it is worse.
when u need to smile,
just to let others laugh,
thats absurd yet real,
but stop it, thats enough.
fragile,
brittle,
frail.
when we deny, yet we were alike,
push each other, then back together.
with heart unchanged, dream remained,
please keep the promises, give no excuses.
do not cry, i am here.
do not lie, it is clear.
when you are acting tough, it hurts.
yet when i did that, it is worse.
when u need to smile,
just to let others laugh,
thats absurd yet real,
but stop it, thats enough.
Wen the going gets tough, you run
i rub my heavy eyelids to reveal,
a future in a shape of pastel;
at times i wish i am able to steal,
and to follow the scattered symbols.
its longer than the usual calls,
never to mind, but to follow than lead;
where the whispering sunlight falls
right through the trees, hoping to meet.
after spending days knowing
you laid bare your heart for the first time.
warming up the shivering feelings
reminded the nostalgic ways, the rhyme.
why do you always run away when the going going gets tough?
a future in a shape of pastel;
at times i wish i am able to steal,
and to follow the scattered symbols.
its longer than the usual calls,
never to mind, but to follow than lead;
where the whispering sunlight falls
right through the trees, hoping to meet.
after spending days knowing
you laid bare your heart for the first time.
warming up the shivering feelings
reminded the nostalgic ways, the rhyme.
why do you always run away when the going going gets tough?
Monday, 18 August 2008
pieces
i rub my heavy eyelids to reveal,
a future in a shape of pastel;
at times i wish i am able to steal,
and to follow the scattered symbols.
its longer than the usual calls,
never to mind, but to follow than lead;
where the whispering sunlight falls
right through the trees, hoping to meet.
after spending days knowing
you laid bare your heart for the first time.
warming up the shivering feelings
reminded the nostalgic ways, the rhyme.
a future in a shape of pastel;
at times i wish i am able to steal,
and to follow the scattered symbols.
its longer than the usual calls,
never to mind, but to follow than lead;
where the whispering sunlight falls
right through the trees, hoping to meet.
after spending days knowing
you laid bare your heart for the first time.
warming up the shivering feelings
reminded the nostalgic ways, the rhyme.
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