Saturday, January 30, 2010
8:05 PM
Look,
The sky is blue today,
Your face isn`t blur now on.
Look Brightly forward your front,
Showing out the horrible nours.
My world most Trusted its only your eyes,
My eyes will never see a thing,
That`s only your tears,
So come on in and say "I`m Fine",
Cause I know you`re and you may...
You know who`s the one that you`ll say that you`re fine ?
That`s only the loved one,
Don`t be afraid cause i know you`re just letting up from your side,
Walk forward look backward,
What you see,
Its only blue,
'facing each complicated deal, Its only what you have seen and what I shall say'
: The sky is blue today,
Your face isn`t blur now on....
Will you ever notice me...
Sunday, January 17, 2010
7:06 PM
Everyone has same line,
Maybe sine is just better then now.
A way gonna let you feel,
I`m always here,
Nothing can figure out.
If i tell you friday today
Will you forget it ?
And I`m terrify and I`m leaving will you miss me as i do.
Don`t tell me that you`re impressible for a same breathe.
I`m gonna see your face full of tears,
But I`ll miss you,
Leave your smell in my heart forever ,
to show I`m here , Who I wanna be...
"Friday Today, Please remember today"
Remember that you say;
A place in this world,
You`ll wrong, you`ll be strong
And I`ll be your side,
And finally now i diff away,
I think of you whenever thing okay,
I finally now believe it.
I need you now...
But you has change your mind ,
If i listen to me another day,
I swear it`s true
I`m not gonna let you change your mind
Impossible for you.
" Please remember it`s Friday today "
I pack my thing and walk though the door,
I see your face but isn`t looking at me,
Anyhow I`m just there for you,
And butterfly fly through,
I swear I`ll never forget your smell,
Impossible for me,
" Friday Today please remember today"
walk through you and say:
Friday Today, Please remember Today...
Will you ever notice me...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
4:46 AM
what name shall i give you,
i have so many names ready,
i am paul, but they call me greg,
(i can be a kenneth, if you like,
or a fair, tell me,
do you like greek games?)
i told you i have been always
Paul, not the apostle, but the
one that they always like,
at the gallery of bones, at the
esplanade of hands, more hands,
the room is clean and perfumed,
and the light is dimming like a
human drama of lovers and
what they do quickly to themselves,
you like to see dark nooks
something that is crowded
just for two people to feel the
pulse of their wrists
nothing about the heart here
you emphasize it from the start
plain rubbing and then at the
back of our minds an
impersonal groan,
then we leave, without a wink.
honestly, if you ask me,
i never like it, but i know
soon another one follows.
(note: this has nothing to do
with me. Someone i know.)
Will you ever notice me...
4:43 AM
I wish to bend your smiles so as better
To ease my truth.
I had lost the form of loving
When you last battled my love with yours.
Happiness is a coupling of love,
Now a breaking of our tides
I wish I had power to love you
For that’s where happiness lies.
You may tear apart your letters
As better forms of truth
You may tear apart my will
But my soul can never love you.
You may shout and answer
And force my temperament on you
With steady violence and accord
You may even hold me true—this I’ll let you do.
I could touch your tears and kiss
Again your paling mask of man’s defeat—
I could touch your curls and wonder
If it’s in this that true love breeds.
But behind the passion of something lost
I find myself in you
I mirror my face with yours
In level and in truth
and then repeat a word ...
I don`t know you ....
Will you ever notice me...
4:34 AM
As I sit down to pen my feelings,
the hand trembles.......
the pen refuses to budge,
like an obstinate child sitting in front of a toy shop
friends are those walls,
on which u can lean in troublesome situations,
and sometimes its just enough to know they are there.....
waiting for balloons to be stuck on them
waiting for those lovely crapes to drape them,
as we celebrate our victories....
they double our ecstasies,
cut our sorrows into pieces, ,
without complaining, , , , , , ,
without saying NO
without saying 'can we talk some time later? ''
i might sound like an emotional fool,
when i say I've been stabbed by a fend,
and i am still living
that's the irony of it, , , , , ,
a frnd whom i genuinely cared for, ,
a frnd i idolized,
shattered the utopia i was living in, , , ,
brutally, , , , , ,
savagely, , , , , , ,
murdered my 'always there for u ' stance
in cold blood, , , , , , , , , , ,
guess, i expected too much,
guess i wanted to see me in him.
but he had other preferences,
'contemplating suicide' for one,
'telling people i am broke' for another, , ,
life`s been extraordinarily sweet,
teachin me to throw this word called trust in the dustbin, , ,
teachin me that u need not necessarily be 18
before you're stabbed, , , , , , , , , ,
for the moment, i guess,
i'd let my heart bleed, ,
it has to pay, ,
pay for harboring feelings which are not reciprocated, ,
it has to bleed, ,
for expecting too much, too early in life, , , , , ,
Will you ever notice me...
4:27 AM
Emotional troubles and mind games kills me.
Can’t stand the heavy stress upon me; never the
less there's always more.
Trying to push forward but always in up stepping back.
Can't seem to break free from this rugged of stress.
I know what I need to believe to succeed but I feel that its so hard to get there then being there.
God puts His strength and His faith into me.
I pray and give thanks and do good deeds to please him. I live and I learn in order to proceed in my journey in life.
Even though stress have in a boned.
I keep looking up but I keep getting stuck.
I give all of me to the point I can't see through the lies and shame I've giving you.
Because of the stress the left on me. Well my name will remain at the top of this stress game you call it. You might knock me down but I will prevail! The harder you fight, the less I will fail! Though al of this will not be … Emotional stress…
Will you ever notice me...
4:25 AM
I am willing to go anywhere as long its forward.
I will stop sometimes but i wont give up.
when i fall and eat the dust of the ground.
I will get up in my shame and defeat and go on ever more til i reach my dèstiny.
Some will laugh at my wore up clothes,
some will stare at my beaten down face.
But this wont stop me from moving on.
Its my destiny.
Its my cup to bear.
I have no choice but to to make it bare.
Slow as i may be yet i will not go anyway except forward.
Will you ever notice me...
