Yes
You can do it
I did it,
It's possible

I....
....have....
....always....
....loved....
....you...


...s­ince...
...the...
...beginning...
...of...
...time

You know
who would like
to suffer with me?

*No-one

Late at night
When everything has stopped making noise
I start to fall asleep
But soon after
I wake up
In cold sweat
I look around and
Realize that my heart is stolen

By that special someone
They dared
To come at my house
Just to steal my heart
How brave
Yet foolish
To only take my heart

You should've taken me too

I dreamt
about being in a
relationship
....
...
..
.
You weren't there...

Am I of any importance anymore?
I know I am none to you
I know I am nothing to them
I know no-one actually notices me
Besides the fact that
I volunteer at a place

I think they respect me
I don't know
I never knew
I never will know
If I was of any importance..
Maybe after I leave?
Can't be sure..

As I watched the morning sun ascend over the horizon of the Earth, you were there.

As we traveled to a new world, to leave a home we once knew, you were there.

As we joined a band of wind instruments to carry on the sound, you were there.

As I separated from consciousness, those very nights, you were there.

As we dreamed many dreams, but I dreamed of you. You were there.

I don't know what to talk about
my insanity?
my horrible lack of confidence?
my beautifully hated self?

The problems come
after I figure out a way to overcome
the aforementioned things

Once they are good
I don't know what to talk about
and I am left lonely again...
...and I lose myself
and become insane
and oh joy!
*we are back at square one.

I fell again
From the mile high city for her
Then realized she was elsewhere
And started my journey west from US
Wen across the pacific
And found everyone making love
But not the person who i fell for
Continuing west
I reached Europe
And found beautiful
Landscapes and wondrous cuisine
Wonderful people
And stunningly beautiful natural history museums
Still not the beautiful lady

I then realized she was probably close by
Near where i started
So i made the daring flight
Across the Atlantic
While flying
I became even more lonely
And pondered
"What would i say to my lady once i meet her?"
I left those thoughts aside and
Looked around to see if i was close to home
And in that moment, my heart fell away and went into the enormous ocean..…

I continued now without hope
Reached my place
And looked around
Sure, i found her
The beautiful person
So stunningly wonderful
Artemis would be jealous.
I tried to tell her my emotions
My ever powerful love

Which took me around the world
But when she asked for my heart,
I couldn't contain myself
And told her of my tale
She listened and sympathized
But couldn't help
And then
I fell down
Only to be revived by her
Who told me, she still loved me
That revived my soul
And i found my heart
Quickly after
Only to realize



It was a dream…

Its like nothing
I am always insulted
Always told how I ****
I am horrible
Don't listen
never understand
know nothing

But I do know things
i am better
i listen.

but its all a waste
because inner part of me
wants to crumble and die
to end the suffering.

He is gone
to live in an afterworld
with greater riches
than what you can make
in a lifetime

We are still alive
and using his riches
but that doesn't mean he cant
watch over us?
or can he?

But hey..
atleast he has better music
to listen to..

The matter starts with the way the country is
No blame going to anyone

You see
America has established itself
as a country that works forever
tires out, stresses things
which are unnecessary
The people work
till they fall down dead
figuratively
They aren't given as many
vacations
have to work, remember?!!?
This leads them to more stress
harms their health
creates a place which is unfriendly
where, you cannot show up
at someone's house without calling before
LIKE WHAT!
You don't do that in other countries
you just knock on their door
and they let you in and its friendly

America, oh noes
You have to call to let them know
you are coming over
its friends
its family
its supposed to be informal
they are part of you
they make you
they needn't take an appointment with you
to  meet  you

I find too many things wrong in America
Once I have noticed them
I cannot remove them
and just keep seeing more faults
It's not like something is wrong with me
No.
Not anymore.

It's the society now
They have to take blame for ******* over thousands of people
They manipulate you,
literally
It's about time that they take blame
for telling how
"America"
has to live and be a total working place

It shouldn't. Its just another country. Even Europe is better off!!

I have exhausted my topics, but in the end
its just that America might need to change
maybe, for the better

I know my voice will be unheard, but I want to express my opinion
now, I have finally realized.
I am fine, its the society
This new culture
This new standard of living

*This isn't for me.

Who am I anymore?
I dont know
But you reflect me
I can tell
By the behavior and actions
Is this your usual self?
I don't think so
Because you never so jolly before
But now that you are
Let's go and see the world
For there are places to go
and places to see

Do you remember that day?
When we first met?
It was beautiful..

The sun was shining bright
the sky was clear...
the trees were being green and lush
The flowers were blooming

And we were having a fun time
We danced a bit
Talked for everr

And we stayed together,
to watch the sun dip below the horizon
Promising each other
That we would rendezvous
at the same spot and the same time

The next day
I waited for you..
And you never came
I waited for you the day after..
staying for more than 3 hrs after the rendezvous
Yet you never came

That day my heart burned through my skin
I never found out why you didn't come
But what I did realize was that
Trusting people too much
Doesn't end well

You told me was suicidal
And i tried helping
It was tough
But we persuaded him to live

Later, yesterday…
I saw him in the hallway
And was going to ask him
"How are you feeling?"

Only to pull myself back
Because my question would have
Made him, lose trust on you
For revealing the world about his suicidal intentions

So I didnt ask him
So that he will continue talking
Talking to you, and you could help
Otherwise

It would be one cut too far
And nobody informed beforehand...

We need to have
another word
for saying
"I am sorry for everything I have done"

It kind of gets repetitive
and then the meaning is forgotten

We need a new term

Love me! Beautiful maiden of love.
Love me! For once!

Last night, you kissed him
It left me broken.
*Really bad

i am a kid

If this is your desire
you shall get it.... soon

Where we go, we won't need roads
Because we are free souls
*free

Out he came
out of the womb
his first life..