The me you see
is me from your dull glasses of blue glee
thats not who i am
don't paint me white
for i am about alright.
get up and realise n maybe
if you'd like come with me, flee
from all prejudice.
open your eyes n see
the true me,
the reality;
i am a human as much as thee.
I feel pain
and that breaks me
but i choose to stand once again.
I choose to love
cos i have a heart
and its refuses to live in the dark.
wake up from your narcissism
n love for once
get off the hood of lust and attraction.
i love you as you are
n i'll be there for you
no matter how hard a stone towards me you threw.
I will always love you.
Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
I am unaffected now, I just want to go on
it doesn't matter to me if to you it seems I've forgone
All I want to say is, I am game, I am alive
just bring it on.
After falling insufferably
and getting up invincibly
I don't call myself strong
cause that would be wrong
**I am just fearless
so I dream of flying featherless.**
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 11:19 AM UTC
Achieve what can never be taken away from you,
Gain; what you can never lose
Learn to teach and teach to learn
the knowledge that you can forever use.
Wise men said
All that's visible will perish
Its what you have internally
that will flourish.
For great men never die
Their deeds of kindness amongst us lie
My Dad once held my hand
and spoke of this wonderland
where no man is great or small
courage and success emblazons us all!
So my dad taught me to reach a place
from where I can never fall!
Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 3:37 AM UTC
Nothing's asked
and very little said
two strangers lie
on either side of the bed.
Life ticks on
Like a rusted clock
to the eerie routine
all dreams are fed.
Yet there's a spark
that lights a fire or two
in the moonless night
it shines like a dew.
Morning comes
and rings the bell
pushing the tiny sparks
into hell.
And life ticks on
like a rusted clock.
Two Strangers live
on each side of their bed.
Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 10:54 AM UTC