March 2011
3 posts
“we blink our eyes for a second and it’s already a year ahead, though the...”
– the vicinity of my brain…typed out for my sweetheart.
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regretful lover
i’m sorry
i was never the reflection of your dreams
i make mistakes like falling streams
break promises not recollecting what they mean
break your heart like some mad man running loose
i was never your perfect escape
just hand me that loosened noose
were you expecting lilies in the valley
frolicking meadows
walking, embracing being in each others arms
i’m sorry
that now...
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untitled feelings
gut wrenching pain
which cries out in excruciating moans that utter
unfathomable sentences
that conjure not equivalent meanings
when misguided affections prevail
chasing after the wind trotting ship
there it goes…there it sails
goodbye
It’s always good when nowhere is near
a burning flame it disappears
and the memory of the past reappears
leaving nothing a ground to...
