воскресенье, 29 мая 2011 г.


To always dream
However it may never come true
But that's the best way
To live life through

To dream so high
Never give up and always try
Never let go or say goodbye

That when there is darkness
For sure dawn is the next
And when everything is so tiring
For sure there would be time to rest

To always care for a friend
Always be true and never pretend
Always love with no end
And the broken hearts try to mend

Never to feel the hate
Always be confident and never hesitate
Always believe in fate

That lovers meet & stay together
And others are apart
So if you are one who have been left behind
Don't cry and suffer
Just search for a new start

The past I must forget
And nothing needs my regret

To open my heart and forgive
Cause that will help me to survive and live

To always offer my helping hand
And never doubt in people when there is no proof
And always try to understand

Not to be shy
If I have done something wrong
But to admit it and be proud that I have learned
A lesson that will help me to be strong

воскресенье, 8 мая 2011 г.

From the Beginning till the End....

It started out a simple hello,
and ended with a single goodbye,
the painful memories of that day,
still makes me cry.

When I look back at when we first met,
how we were the stalkers,
it started out as a simple game,
but stronger it became.

when i look back at when we first held hands,
I remember how you looked,
you were as red as a rose,
and both your hands shook.

when I look back at when we first said I love you,
I had believed it was true,
I had given my everything,
all to you.

When I look back at when we first kissed,
I knew this was bliss,
a joy I had recieved that would be endless,
but I was wrong for this.

When I look back at when we first said goodbye,
it wasn't a word we'd repeat,
it was the final word we'd say forever,
the last time we'd meet. 


When it all started it was so fun...it was may be because it was novelty for me but I was happy then now suddenly things seem to be different, the bluish green wallpaper bores me now the tube light seems to be dim now, not as bright as it used to then.
Friendly companions in which I once found comfort, now lay at the foot of my bed with dark, hollow eyes.
The seconds gradually stopped ticking by on the clock by my bed and it scares me sometimes.
It was my only solid evidence that life was still going by, now I'm not so sure.
Meaningless chatter from outside my window keeping me in tune with reality, yet out of tune from myself.
The walls are starting to close in on me 
So I think I'm going to go
Because I'm all alone in this room…..i want to come home running, want to hug u Momma…..Baba..and want to fight with u Dadu...the sudden change is actually the eagerness to come back HOME...i am melancholy at being away from home and family
 now than then!!!