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How should I go?
Will I crash and fall?
Left with nothing, but it all
Let this pain grow

What should I do?
Blood on the walls
Slowly-the creature, it crawls
Somehow, he knew
Your heart has betrayed
Gradually, he lost his mind
Softly, I lost what was inside
My soul has been erased

(Chorus)
How should I go?
Will I crash and fall
Left with nothing, but it all
Let this pain grow

What would you say?
Lies all remain
Crying with the rain
Slowly pass away

How can you stay?
You don't even care
How much more to bare?
It never was okay...

What else did you cloud?
Where is your way down?
How should I find the sun?
Will I crash and fall?
Which way will you run?
Tuck away your call

(Chorus)

I've said my goodbyes
Now let's lay here-
with our lies.
This song was written 5/25/10 and has a tune.
I wrote this poem so you could see.
I hope it finds you wherever you may be.

If my love was the wind, you'd hear it for days.
If my love was the sun, you'd feel it, always.

If my love was a storm, you'd be covered in rain.
If my love could mend, there'd be no more pain.

If my love could surround like stars in the sky,
you'd never be alone; in my arms you'd cry.

If my love was a diamond, I'd keep it true.
If my love could be held, I'd hand it to you.
This is a love poem that I've yet to dedicate to someone.
~

Autumn echoes call your name
through valleys painted tangerine
Beneath a slowly setting sun
of twilight promises serene

Feel these winds of deep affection
quivering upon your heart
Whisper hello to the evening
as the daylight does depart

Sit with me this velvet meadow
while the stars enchant the view
Kiss me soft of endless wonder
know this love I have for you


~
behind those impenetrable barrier
i saw a beautiful  man wearing black
his face is veiled by white cloth
he seems so lost
the stained blood in his veiled cheek
like he cry a thousand droplets of blood
the dulled in his eyes and the gloomy of the place
i aim to touched and smashed those invisible walls
with the mighty of my own hand
but not even my entire power can resist!
only you can shatter those walls if you're at inside
i attempted to shout at him
'help yourself darling!'
but not even my powerful voice
could penetrated those barriers
i cried at his painful situation
to my horror
he stares at me!
with his icy cold stare
he smiles!
those smile...
i remember those smiles i used to have
he slowly walks into my direction
and touched those invisible barriers
but he didn't attempted to fractured those walls
he talks but i can't comprehend what he whispered
i follow the move on his lips saying
'it's okay. i'm okay here'
he smile again
those painful smile
slowly, he unveiled his face
but what frightened me are
his face!
his looks!
that is me!
what's going on?!
i felt dizzy
maybe my mind is tricking on me!
slowly, my vision became blurry
drifting away in this melancholic place

i black out

©IGMS
the man in my dreams
you killed me
with your

invisible knife

©IGMS
you never meant to hurt me
but I swear you're a murderer of heart.
There are too many words to say.
What an idiot
I was for saying;

Nothing.
A rain shatters the silent peace of the dark blue Yamuna... flowing
guilelessly on its own accord by the eroded banks of time...
with waters that rise and fall, and move along in silent obedience.
In the melancholuous rain, drown the voices of those that have
sinned
voices of wet Lovers that echoed through time...
greener pastures and parched blues....
men who left their footprints in the soft sands of an immense depth ..& emerged with a part of the river,
that today carries their sins...
what kind of affection is this O'Yamuna..
abathed in the sins of our time, yet you flow so guilelessly..
1. The Yamuna river is the largest tributary of the Ganges in Northern India.  Just like the Ganges, the Yamuna too is highly venerated in Hinduism and worshipped as goddess Yamuna, throughout its course.
2. While the Ganges is considered an epitome of asceticism and higher knowledge and can grant us Moksha or liberation, it is Yamuna, who, being a holder of infinite love and compassion, can grant us freedom, even from death....
(Source: Wikipedia)
 Sep 2015 those bygone years
anu
Music
Tunes me
To be
Muscial
In life..
When i'm in agony i want to be melody...
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