Sometimes our lives are made up of the same stories with the same beginnings and the same endings and things happen the same way almost every time.

Sometimes you just have to go for baroque in this acapella life.

The Blindness monotony,
Hurl your jokes my way.

Your play ball strikes as stone,
Not very much unlike that which is buried deep inside my heart,
And never shown.

Harmless, is in the eyes of the beholder, my friend.

Your jokes,
   Are my demons.
Your entertainment,
   Is my downfall.

So all I ask,
   Is that you walk a mile in my mind,
Then maybe you'll see,

Harmless jokes hurt sometimes,
  But don't mind me.

~Robert van Lingen

Every now and again
I am not with others.
I consider it as a gain
without thinking further.

But deep inside
I am not contented at all,
I too want some ones aside
A Friend or Comrade to call.

Being drown in loneliness,
For me, it's not new.
But it's a kind of sadness
knowing what's true.

Can you let me know
How do you do it?
The way you unlove me
So easily, so smoothly.

Can you tell me what,
For what you did this to me?
What's that which made you
deceive me, proficiently.

If you ever let me know
Maybe I won't or never
can I do it to some other and
That's what differs, you and me.

I wish, someone do the same
to you on my behalf, someday
maybe then you could know
How it feels, to feel unwanted.

Sometimes
      the moon
          doesn't
               look to
                  be a far
                      cry from
                           a smile!
Sometimes
   the untouched
       Moon isn't the
            the only one
                        dwarfs
                        everyone.
                         There­ are
                            many more
                              untouchable
                  ­                     ones are
                                         closer by.

i was madly in love with him
and the twilight that danced in his eyes
his laughter contagious
and his body pure art
he shined so brightly
even in the dark
he was everything to me
i loved him
with my entire heart
and sometimes,
he loved me too

I see the sun falling down.
It reminds me of you now.
Of me and you.

Always far apart.
Trying to find your heart.
We chase each other, endlessly.
Still, you are always out of reach.

I see you.
I know you see me.
And yet our fingers don't intertwine.
Yet my hands aren't around you till we die...

Oh how beautiful are those times!
When you were in front of me.
The distance between us dwindled.
The time when you were in front of me.
When you were away from that Earth of yours.

But soon after, you leave again.
Pulled by the centre of gravity again.
We had time to spare.
But it seems that fate didn't care.

Still today we run and run.
Chasing each other's heart.
I await for a day...where I can finally meet you at the same side of the Earth.
Where finally we could see face to face.
Where we can be together forever,
to never leave again...

Hit the wall.
it caused me to fall.
breaking the cup i was holding in my hands.
i was ready to be called.

it hurt.
it caused me pain.
it hurt my heart.

time wiped away traces of it many years later.

brushed the wound against the wall.
i remembered the fear that made me fall.
the thing that made me miss the call.

"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...how can i forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget...its not that easy to forget."

"me, just remember to forget next time..."


but...through all this...
no matter how many times you scratch on that wound,
just know, and remind yourself to remember,
that

I WOULD NEVER BACK DOWN.