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Expressions...: July 2011
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Wednesday, July 13, 2011. She was hurt before,. And she is hurt again. By the very same people,. Who cry peace upfront. And fight a shadow war. Her people have got used to this,. Time and again they have been hit. By some cowards with no face,. And their cowardly actions. The people who should protect. Are too busy squabbling. And eating away her penny. To fill their pockets. That her safety comes later. At least this time around. Pray for those souls,.
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Expressions...: May 2010
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Sunday, May 23, 2010. If there comes a day,. When you get what I say. I hope that day,. Aint too far away. On that fateful day,. You’ll know what I say. And all I have been saying. Right on that day,. I would want to say. 8220;Have it that way”. But I hope I can say it. That’s why I say,. Today is the day. Later the day is,. I might not say. What I really want to say. On that particular day. I don’t want you to pay. For what you didn’t say.
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Expressions...: November 2010
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Sunday, November 7, 2010. She was a simple flower. When he first saw her. He kept passing by her. But never looked at her. Then came a day. When she was not there. And that was the day. When he had it all clear. Now he was seeing it,. The beauty in her. He searched for her. And to his relief. She was just right around. Now he was sure. He’ll never let go. Of a real beauty. Whom he almost let go. Her beauty was no skin deep,. It was a glow from within.
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Expressions...: June 2010
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Thursday, June 24, 2010. Pleasure and the pain. For a moments pleasure. We endure years of pain. For the one who gives pain. Is our very own. Or so we believe. Till they prove it otherwise. For our very own. Even the whole worlds pain. 8216;coz it’s love. For our very own. When that pain nearly kills you. Or sucks the life blood out of you. You’ll still endure. For its for our very own. All these while your pains. And a slight concern. Comes ups to you.
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Expressions...: February 2010
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Thursday, February 18, 2010. Why…still…love…. She asks me why do I. Still stand by her. Still listen to all her crap. I look into myself and ask. Why do you help? Why do you stand by? Why do you listen? I know only one answer. I love her…because…because…. No, there is no cause. I just love her. My love for her has no reason. My love for her has no logic. My love for her has no cause. My heart said and I just did. When the world around and. Or give up,.
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Expressions...: Needs and Wants
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Wednesday, April 4, 2012. We have everything, but not ourselves. We have everything, but not our friends. We have everything, but not our love. We have everything, but not what we want. We ran behind everything, except for what we want. This is what I want, the heart whispered. But where will it take you, the brain hinted. So we left what we want, for what is safe. That’s how we left ourselves. We ran far and wide. Across oceans and seas.
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Expressions...: Friends...
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Tuesday, November 2, 2010. We meet a lot on the way. We lose another on the way. Some leave an impression. While others leave a depression. All that’s left are the memories,. Of the times that we were together. That keeps us alive,. In this mad mad world. The memories of the lost ones. And the time spend with the new ones. Some are just friends. While some are friends forever. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Expressions...: November 2011
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Monday, November 28, 2011. The door had just opened,. After way too long. In came a gentle breeze,. For a moment too long. It’s just another breeze he thought. The longer he stood there,. In her gentle grace. The farther he went,. From the rest of the human race. Just then he uttered, “She is different”. 8220;I am one, you have never seen”. She was soothing, gentle. And all what he looked for. Finally she was here to stay,. He dared not to say that loud.
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Expressions...: Her Pain
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Wednesday, July 13, 2011. She was hurt before,. And she is hurt again. By the very same people,. Who cry peace upfront. And fight a shadow war. Her people have got used to this,. Time and again they have been hit. By some cowards with no face,. And their cowardly actions. The people who should protect. Are too busy squabbling. And eating away her penny. To fill their pockets. That her safety comes later. At least this time around. Pray for those souls,.
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Expressions...: Dream
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Its more of an outlet now.an outlet of my thoughts. Monday, July 11, 2011. The dream is so fragile. That I don’t dare see,. But I know deep inside. That’s what I want for me. So I kept it locked inside. The depths of my mind,. So much so, that. I even forgot where. I kept searching and searching. Each time in vain,. For each time I looked. I didn’t know for what. Then came this day. When it found me,. Came up right to me and said,. 8220;I am what you left behind”. Ever since that day. One day will come.
