I think I'll be reborn tomorrow
And die today!!

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
Love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~ Author Unknown
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It rain heavily on the river in Kerala the next morning
I think it was a sign of things to come,
I remember our walks by the water

The warmth of the sun as it dampen your hair
this brought out your winsome boyish smile
as you playfully tossed a small pebble into the water
It became an instant Kodak moment for years to come:
We were so in love with nature that summer

I remember every moment how we held each other hands
Your loving touch, your kiss, your blue eyes
So trustworthy was I: Your lies were accumulating.
and my foolish heart was pumping harder and harder

Like a gallon of water in the desert heat: you made me fell in love with you
your love for me was like a battlefield and I were the unexpected enemy

I am still very fond of my captor, I smile from ear to ear- each time it rain heavily in Kerala
If you know your enemies and know yourself then you are on top of things:

Until death leaves a headache no one can heal: Quote:
And love no matter what: leaves lasting memories.

sitting here staring at a picture of you
i realize ive made a mistake
this emptiness inside is killing me
i gave everything
even what was sacred
i thought id be able to make you stay
but oh, was i wrong
i shouldnt of let you take it
i shouldve just waited for that special someone
but being young and naive
i was desperate
you knew all the right words to say
you became a pro at playing with my heart
and pulling its strings
treating me as if i meant everything but nothing
all at the same time
you played me like the fool that i was
but now i realize that im better than you
i deserve better than you
so i know to stay hidden behind my walls
and wait for someone who really care
its amazing that i learned so much, just from
sitting here staring at a picture of you

“That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act - and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession!!

I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.

She slathered me in her froth
As I got lost into her mouth
She excepted me as a brute
I gave her mine soul in a pouch

Amoral critic's slander me,
None extricate anaology,
Remonstration I do not forwait!!!
                                                         Respite me revered ******,
                                                         Maudlin Utopian,
                                                        ­ Solely narcotic!!!!
I shake just to feel thine presence!!!!

Snug house,
Picket white fence,

With willow to sway the gale!!!!!

A pint of ale,
Of ourn holy concoction,
Space and time conjunction!!!

Paddling with ourn adulation,
Pure infatuation,
                              Weaved in by auspicious voliton!!!

TREPIDATION!!!!!!

Speeds up this schoolboy gusto,
For mine needing's and wanting's groan,

                        For the satin laced imaginative figure!!!

Bloodied falcon
Sways midnight hour
She taketh me to heaven
Above thy world thats sour!!!!