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... and will never give up
Otherwise, why am I alive?
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
Wishes ...
All these dark-colored thoughts are because
I am witnessing a soul perishing
Into nothingness
... and I want to rescue him
I try with all I have at hand,
Not being used to hopelessness
He is part of me, my own blood
Whom I am loosing
...
I am witnessing a soul perishing
Into nothingness
... and I want to rescue him
I try with all I have at hand,
Not being used to hopelessness
He is part of me, my own blood
Whom I am loosing
...
Once ...
... I remember once
I told my best friend how to dream
... and how to believe in them.
I have lost that friend now
... and I miss our thoughts
... and small moments of happiness
I told my best friend how to dream
... and how to believe in them.
I have lost that friend now
... and I miss our thoughts
... and small moments of happiness
Echos ...
It tears me up, how people do not know the value of life.
It saddens me, how small and shallow one can be at times,
It frightens me, how simple one can destroy all dreams
Echoes in distant lands call me to eternity and love,
For all humans, friends and enemies
How small creatures are smashed in their own faults
Blaming the destiny!!!
It saddens me, how small and shallow one can be at times,
It frightens me, how simple one can destroy all dreams
Echoes in distant lands call me to eternity and love,
For all humans, friends and enemies
How small creatures are smashed in their own faults
Blaming the destiny!!!
Wednesday, October 09, 2002
Chupan Again in the Air ...
................................................................
... How I like Chopin melodies.
... How I like Chopin melodies.
Why ...
I some times wonder why people are not themselves in their daily life.
The funny part is that I do it often myself.
Perhaps it is for the fear of loneliness.
Or may be the fear of interaction with unknown.
Human mind is so complicated,
It cannot solve its mysteries.
The funny part is that I do it often myself.
Perhaps it is for the fear of loneliness.
Or may be the fear of interaction with unknown.
Human mind is so complicated,
It cannot solve its mysteries.
... I Always Remember
... and I always remember these few lines that make me think:
Still ... the rays fall silent on noon sparked hills
too small to notice
The finite motion of stars
Too small to notice
The endless boundaries of love
Just the tiniest glimmer of a gem-like reflection
Sparkling in black walls of night
The happiness of small things fades in dark
Still, memories spawn in effusive dreams
A distant laugh from a joy-soaked night
Echo's in the darkness from a "too near" dream.
"Un known"
Still ... the rays fall silent on noon sparked hills
too small to notice
The finite motion of stars
Too small to notice
The endless boundaries of love
Just the tiniest glimmer of a gem-like reflection
Sparkling in black walls of night
The happiness of small things fades in dark
Still, memories spawn in effusive dreams
A distant laugh from a joy-soaked night
Echo's in the darkness from a "too near" dream.
"Un known"
Let's Write It Out ...
You know some times I need to write.
Let's say just for the sake of getting rid of some thoughts
On a neat and blank white paper.
The paper should be white and all empty and I need to fill it out.
It does not matter if it does Make sence or not.
I need to get rid of some words that I cannot release any where esle.
Well, this is life and you can do whatever you like with it.
Let's say just for the sake of getting rid of some thoughts
On a neat and blank white paper.
The paper should be white and all empty and I need to fill it out.
It does not matter if it does Make sence or not.
I need to get rid of some words that I cannot release any where esle.
Well, this is life and you can do whatever you like with it.
For You ...
To all my dear friends:
You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true.
"Richard Bach"
You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true.
"Richard Bach"
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