I know, been there, done that, maybe even been that. I know, that frown, I had it, maybe even welcomed it. I know, it’ll stay, pain strong, maybe even stay long. but dear, with time, must forget, let go of the frets. I know, this you, is not you, you know, it is true; and … Read morefor Jo.. .
my reflection in your eyes, reality without lies, yet each time, part of me dies. Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 14, Reflection In Your Eyes) (’12, Oct 14)
How can I put a word, to what excites my muse? For what inspires me, might be to her, a ruse. With each tear of pain, she writes but of hope; she writes but a future, how with pain, to cope. With each smile of joy, she writes of its cause, when inspiration sings, I … Read moreCompleting life..
I know why I was silent, silent all these days; for whenever I did try, it went to unwanted ways. What happened was wrong, but I forgot good times, when we had but sweetness, just remembered sour limes. I did have my own reasons, each were right, I knew; but what did turn to faux, … Read moreSaying the unsaid..
with each breath I drift awake, toward a new day as night brakes; dreamy realms, tempt me to stay, but reality will be better today. on the bed, I lie without doubts, like a boxer ready for the bout; as the sun’s rays ring the bell, I trudge into what might be hell. as eyelids … Read moreMorning’s first..
A little bite of chocolate: I return back to childhood, the days I used to pester, till my grandfather gave in, and took us kids to buy it; I return back to childhood, when we used to race back after school when we knew, some relative had brought it; Return to my college campus, when … Read moreFoodie memories..