It is you, whom I will choose,
If I only had one;
For you, I’ll find no excuse,
You are my light, my sun;
For you, my heart continues to beat
In my heart, you perfectly fit.*

For it is a fact,
Tact we need to progress
And far we are heading together
For it is true,
Love is the gear of our future.

I love my whoever
All,I shall have to recover
I planned alot to cover
Worked day and night but I couldn't deliver
I thought that I was clever
To work as an undergound driver
The results I expected,wherever
But in each case whatever,
There was a downfall forever
I decided to hold on moreover
And keep to the current ever
For it was my best thing to discover
That women are the same wherever
In my case,I love my whoever

there's almost always
an ambiguity
between what my words mean
and what my mind intends them to mean.

like, with loving intention, i tell her
i can't praise you enough

she smells a ploy in praise and enough.

she interprets them as
she hasn't done enough to deserve my praise.

then, when i tell her
with age you're maturing in beauty

she takes them to mean
i'm digging at her age
and her beauty is in doubt.

last, but not the least
when i compliment her thus
you've made my life full

she retorts

no more fooling.

They never told me
How much this hurts
They never told me
Love is blind
Completely blind
I never saw our differences
I never saw his faults
Or my mistakes
I never even cared
They never warned me that I might
Lose myself
And that we would become one single person
I could never focus on anything else
80% of the day
All I wanted was him
I saw perfection
Where there was just an ordinary
Who was blind just like me

No one told me when we broke up I WOULD DIE INSIDE
Or that I would struggle to get up EVERY DAY
No one warned me about the mood swings
Or how I wouldn't know myself anymore
No one told me that to get him back
I would have to sacrifice EVERYTHING I believe in
BUT I CAN'T DO THAT
No one said I would have to watch him in school
Every day without me

Until he moved.
I can see again now
But all I want to see
Are the backs of my eyelids
Or the flecks of blue in his eyes
IT'S BEEN 7 MONTHS
He gave up chasing me
And I gave up living
I thought I was a strong one
Yet I've been dying inside
For 7 months.

I think I am smart
I am good for art
I should go before a mirror!

Many times look
Turning and turning
Around and once again

I am content
I must be a spice
To make it a day!

I thought !
One,two ....thousand ,million
Agh!

Is it the call I received?!
The cite I visited?!
I was worried.

"Hey son,
Fear not,
It is the science of reflection ,
The mirror before you
Is broken!

My day was ruined!

Stop it!
Kindly stop it!
Let me be Sincere
Headache you cause me severe
I am a child of God
And I believe in God
I am bound by ten commandments
And I keep them in my apartments
So please get it right
The way I am,I am alright
The ****,your snaps
My whatsup,give me hot slaps
Sensation cutting across
I swallow in your miasma,
Like I will carry my cross
Stop injecting me poison
Because
You are soon making me sin!

Like I call it
A sign of a tired soul
The eyelids turn heavy,
And unable to function
Muscle does not contract
But do relax
And the head turns heavy still
You fall off the chair
Or your pen fall off your hand
And wakes you up
You ignite it up
Once again
But fails and fall again!
I call you ,
Wink wink
Go to bed and share your story
The next day!

i'm in love with words,
but afraid of voices.
silence is both beautiful
and terrifying,
because thoughts just
never seem to sleep.
no one seems
to really understand,
because although
these voices
never stop talking,
the words themselves
are often too
quiet to speak.

Is she the flower I seek?
Or the season I'd want to live in..

Is she the star I yearn?
Or the sky where I'd reflect upon..

Is she the light that prevails?
Or the shadow I'd sneak in..

Is she the virtue?
Or the piles of sin I am drenched with..

Perhaps she is but my missing part,
Or maybe.. mere my reflection!

Things will be okay
Just give me your hand
I will take you
Through the dust
And the noise and the fire
And the madness
Of the weeping city
Trust me and
Follow me
I will lead you
To the silent harbor
Of painless eternity.

A little ***** hurts the heart
A little lie belittle relationship
A little misunderstanding breaks friendship
A little hole sinks a large ship
A little wound takes the life out
Little are lethal too.