Sunday, April 29, 2007
lizious
in life sometimes we wait too often
too long and sometimes, we wait wrongly
we follow the wrong direction
and we get lost unwittingly
We shed too much tears
cried out too many cries
for something which might never last
something invisible to the eyes
for only the blind can see
and we wonder why we experience
the pain and sorrow
crying like there's no tomorrow
i did things which i never wished i did
yet it can't change how i feel
no matter how my head debates
my heart retorts with nonsense
nonsense which makes perfect sense
yet i do nothing to you
cos i have my limits
i'm jus a friend u lean on
who u can just laugh with
and whom u lie to your boyfriend
the muse whispered @
12:54 PM
His Soul
22
Male
The Soul
This is the 3rd volume of my poetry. The other 2 being lost in the world. The second one I think is with this girl named rabia(itz the shorter version, i dunno the longer one), though I think I'll never get it back.
These are poems i wrote for the wind
But before, they were for people
But they always got stuck under my skin
And never have they been unfurled
His Body
His mind and body
archives
April 2007
May 2007
February 2008
credits
Designer:
pinkuyuki
Editor:
pinkuyuki*
Image:
deviantart
Heart In Sync
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