sorry sorry and sorry
for all that i did
i had broken your thick bond
and darken your sweet face
for every drop of tear
that came from your eye
rebirth as fire
it flies to my heart with pain
this is my last letter dear friend
your sacrifice is enough
to make me smile.

well practically,this site is full of me.
some might consider it selfish.
but its just that I had more to tell myself of me than anything else.
technically speaking,I and me are very confused people
trying to figure out who each other is.......

live the life by thinking that
you'll die tommorrow
it will make your selfish dreams die
and make your life enjoy

at every night you go to bed,
i see you thinking of tommorrow.
at every day you said me that you love me,
i thought of yesterday
this is the winding path that holds
you and me with dreams and memories

i was gone for a while,
to the deep memories i have never to
but the valleys i stood
were like the dreamcatchers
in the undo past.
i kept weeping,
silently...
a touch is all that i want now.
blood from my heart flows
to the deeper of my eyes
lost love, family,myself
was all that i need
long after after you read it,
come and find me,
just to give the unknown touch...

reader
r         really
e        energetic
a        and
d        dazzling one who
e         eagerly and the most
r        rare person on earth.

a flare of light always burns
but you will never know it
after the light of life is gone
others feel the light you gave them

hues of ideas are
               magical for those who think
                  are tougher for
                     whose who work with it

never say that no one loves you
because there is a mere soul
that insists life upon you
and the love in you

I've waited for it.
for a hundred decades
and even for this minete
they never came with
the coat of difficulty
and i refused
if i have'nt did that
the coat may be mine
the caoat of success.

smile is a crack
filled with joy
which bonds
hearts and hearts together
and minds and minds forever

life is a race ,
where no one matters
who reach first.

it is the only place
where you knows
that you too have a choice..

side by side ,
for years then life along with same dream
and does'nt know what life
is meant to b.only
your rough hands and bare foot
cannot .No my son! no
only if you remember the bliss
take me out from here.
i won"t hate your wife
and not love your asset
i only want a place
where price is abandoned
hope is lifted and supplification is made.
i won't ask you for a penny
and not for a piece of cloth.
but for your loving memory...

with love,
a mother who is lost

for my own land
filled with spices
endebted with sea
holding a great pillar of history
and a state full of love

love is a sharing
which a heart feels
that i 've got the
best lucky in world

my country lies
with sad and smiles with nothing
people on slums and
people in hell.
where is our culture?
WHERE IS OUR MOTHER?
just tear wipe them out and
teary water is all that
they drink.
and nothing for them to eat.
they don't have economics to count.
only ages and relations...
my  life and my world
are only few words with missing letters...

it is a the only ray
that you will find
when the mist of sadness
keep in touch with you

born when i was
and when i die,it does the same
reflects my unique style
and often stay close when
people just turn it away