Radiating my thoughts in this thermia
This disorder I caught
Making me delirious
I feel choked in my emotion
And to think you understood
What it is like for me
With my lips joined and
Torture you talk
No! I don't have "delete" button
I can't unhear them
It wasn't like we hardly know each other
I guess we partly knew each other!

when*    time   lend   some   times   to   me
i   sent  it   in   denial   of   its   existence
i   thought   i   could   live   in   this   limbo
until   my   forever   cease   to   *be

he sat alone by the stone
which read his beloved's name
he looks around and analyse
"it is black and white day today"
and in grief he raised his palm
nothing but a snow flakes
that lands, white as a sand.
It weeps into teardrops
along with him..

i never want to see blue
blue sky
i never want to feel warm
warm sun
but i looked up to moon many many times
i think i like it
but mostly the other side beseech me
gives me some familiar vibes
reflecting dark and lonely tone
it sicken me how recognizable it could be
if only i could see that dark side
i don't want to feel it
what it has to offer is not hope
and i have been thinking...
i think i want to feel hope
some good voodoo spell
i remember wanting to feel air
fresh from the hill on to my face
i think i am starting to want it again
wanting it all
that stupid decor was ok
i have to admit it wasn't bad at all
i want it all
i think moon looks just ok the way they are