No regret , no descent of gloomy drop from eyes and no pain in heart for falling for a man dressed in courage.
No shivering in hands for emptying all those love poetries into trash which unknowingly embraced a spineless in the ****. Flowers of love and trust , though , trampled but I am still a flower who is yet to be wilted !
Your friends says you're a fool for loving me
My friends says I'm stupid for loving you We may be hearing these negative feedbacks from them; But it won't hinder us from loving each other They can call you deaf They can call me blind But whatever they say It won't make-up my mind
I have the shakes.
How can I keep things straight? There something important I must do. How can I deal with it when I am stuck on you? There are many ways to die. I could end up where the shadows lie. Waiting and asking “will I not die?”. Another drink and I am closer to asking why. Air is swirling around me. Taking in all sounds around me. Can I do the unexpected? Then again, will I end up resurrected? Will I end up subjected? In a world so unaffected. Can I do something I only dreamed? In a world so dangerous, it would seem. Will I end up causing too much strife? Then again will I end my life? Your dreams are more important it would seem. I will try to have more self esteem. Can I do the unseen? In a world where we are chasing our dream. Will I end up subjected? In a world so unaffected. Our dreams shape us. So, unaffected they will not make us. We are sharing our dreams. In a world where nothing is what it seems.
She couldn't bear the distance with me, And she could just not be strong. Excused, For she is really young right now, She has a whole new youth ascending. Promises, I still have mine in my mind to keep, I will do what I always used to do. Unaffected, Whether she reads any of them or not, For this is my release and it's unaffected.
I am not going to give up on my dreams with her.
She is free to live her life in any way she deems fit. But I have my redefined principles of love in this second chance I have got upon life. HP Poem #1151 ©Atul Kaushal
I told my soul I'd never grow
To fall into such a trap. That promise I did keep, I sleep A restless, teary nap. Now it builds inside me wildly And creeps out from my cap Tell me how this happened How it happened to me... I told my heart never to start To show my skin again To lock myself inside and hide Behind an ever jolly grin. Do not go, I know, I know And do not let them in. Tell me how this happened How it happened to me... I warned my mind to bind My heart inside my chest The criticizing eyes, their lies I see better than the rest. All too blind and so unkind, I will not pass their test Tell me how this happened How this happened to me... I must hide, for I have tried To reveal my soul Oh how battered, I was shattered Dig a corpse sized hole. I'm still the same, but out of shame I burnt outside to coal. Tell me how this happened How this happened to me.
In the depth of our existence, the ‘real us’ dwells,
which often remains untouched, ofttimes unspelled. Don’t empower the peeps to impose their thoughts, Be the brainchild of your conviction and you’d be sought. Books that ****** ideas and structure our notion, Make us go astray from our real aspiration. Don’t let the world dilute your soul; You are a born sierra, not a trivial knoll! -Elina Dawoodani
I checked the video page one day to see if you were on drugs All I saw were two common folk nothing more than thugs The love is lost;it's over now Not entertained or amused I'm over our entanglement Unaffected and bemused How to start my life again? It's time to begin living **** 12 steps of recovery What was done I'm not forgiving I'm learning how to laugh at me And simply how to be Progress not perfection A lifelong revelry The time has come to say goodbye to a past misunderstood It's time to make amends with me Not a lost "boy" from the hood
Just a side note for clarification...the video page refers to 'youtube.'..as 'he' is currently posting music videos of himself and it has become evident that he is back on drugs
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