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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Thursday, December 24, 2009. Oh lady luck, lady luck. Are not you a sight for sore eyes. What was the song you wanted me to sing. Farewell my love, I am in vain and have sinned. Oh lady luck, lady luck. The game you play is condemned. Love in me and him too will turn us mad. Was that what you wanted 'cause we lost once we had. Posted by Çağlin AKILLIOĞLU. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Oh lady luck, lady luck Are not you a sight for.
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picture poet: December 2008
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Monday, December 01, 2008. When I look in to your eyes. My heart sinks in to my chest. I feel cold and lifeless without you. I could not speak a word that day. And I asked to myself “Why” knowing the answer. A picture what I am longing now. A distant memory from my childhood. Serendipity with no happy ending. A hopeless look fixed on me. I am what I have lived till now. People fold me side to side to fit in this frame.
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picture poet: September 2010
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Sunday, September 19, 2010. My blood bind pilgrim companion of this life. Is there a way to thank you enough. For being there at day and night. I never feel alone or without love. There is always a soul within me whispering. A heart beat rhyming with mine. A hand holding my hand tightly, giving strength. As you are sharing your wisdom so subtle and kind. My blood bind pilgrim companion of this life. You were not chosen by me but nature.
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picture poet: December 2009
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Thursday, December 24, 2009. Oh lady luck, lady luck. Are not you a sight for sore eyes. What was the song you wanted me to sing. Farewell my love, I am in vain and have sinned. Oh lady luck, lady luck. The game you play is condemned. Love in me and him too will turn us mad. Was that what you wanted 'cause we lost once we had. Posted by Çağlin AKILLIOĞLU. Thursday, December 17, 2009. İstanbul boğazındaki seferlerini hatırlıyordu. Elleri bo...
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picture poet: To My Brother
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Sunday, September 19, 2010. My blood bind pilgrim companion of this life. Is there a way to thank you enough. For being there at day and night. I never feel alone or without love. There is always a soul within me whispering. A heart beat rhyming with mine. A hand holding my hand tightly, giving strength. As you are sharing your wisdom so subtle and kind. My blood bind pilgrim companion of this life. You were not chosen by me but nature.
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picture poet
http://picturepoet.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-look-in-to-your-eyes-my-hearth.html
The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Monday, December 01, 2008. When I look in to your eyes. My heart sinks in to my chest. I feel cold and lifeless without you. I could not speak a word that day. And I asked to myself “Why” knowing the answer. A picture what I am longing now. A distant memory from my childhood. Serendipity with no happy ending. A hopeless look fixed on me. I am what I have lived till now. People fold me side to side to fit in this frame.
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Wednesday, July 27, 2011. Let me give you an advise my child. Never love a man who thinks he is unworthy. Who looks at the mirror in disgust and. Unable to restrain his insecurities. Ugliness has many forms in this life. Some people willingly let it permeate to their souls. They think all pursue selfish desires. While their morals lost in wane. Let me give you an advise my child. Never love a man who is selfish and coarse.
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picture poet: October 2008
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Friday, October 24, 2008. It is time for me to break free. Loneliness chained on my ankle… weighs me down with every step. There is no left over love from yesterday to cheer me up. Just an illusion, a joke of the past I must forget. Love is a wine stain on my couch, a few post-its left on the coffee table. Half eaten water melon in the fridge, empty beer bottles left to recycle. I am tired of remembering. Bless me with your forgetfulness.
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picture poet: May 2012
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The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." Bertrand Russell. Tuesday, May 15, 2012. Posted by Çağlin AKILLIOĞLU. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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MovieOwls: January 2010
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Tuesday, January 26, 2010. Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise?
