Hurt ....Haunts my time each ...Qu never expected all this ...Why should I ...Why happened to me ...,This story ends so fast ...After all the stories that we spent together ...Do not you ever think ...How my heart is ...What's wrong with me ...What about me ...So could you betray me ...Only too well the heart is injured ....Want to shout how broken my heart ...Satisfied are you with all of this ...Whether you're happy with this...
Friday, December 23, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
frugal shopping, just at this moment, TigerDirect
Vacation, shopping, maybe it is in our brains, this is kebiasaa we can spend money, but it does not matter if the goods are purchased in accordance with our needs. Tiger Direct can be a direct on the internet and catalog retailer of computers and electronic devices. It is a Systemax subsidiary. Its headquarters have been in Fountainbleau, Florida.
The business operates various marketing channels, including eCommerce,...
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe ceremony of innocence is drowned;The best lack all conviction, while the worstAre full of passionate intensity.Surely some revelation is at hand;Surely the Second Coming is at hand.The Second Coming! Hardly are those words...
When Your Pants Begin to Go
When you wear a cloudy collar and a shirt that isn't white, And you cannot sleep for thinking how you'll reach to-morrow night, You may be a man of sorrows, and on speaking terms with Care, And as yet be unacquainted with the Demon of Despair; For I rather think that nothing heaps the trouble on your mind Like the knowledge that your trousers badly need a patch behind. I have noticed when misfortune strikes the hero of the play,...
I don’t remember the word I wished to say
I don’t remember the word I wished to say.The blind swallow returns to the hall of shadow,on shorn wings, with the translucent ones to play.The song of night is sung without memory, though.No birds. No blossoms on the dried flowers.The manes of night’s horses are translucent.An empty boat drifts on the naked river.Lost among grasshoppers the word’s quiescent.It swells slowly like a shrine, or a canvas sheet,hurling itself down,...
The Man From Eldorado
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town,In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt.He's gaunt as any Indian, and pretty nigh as brown;He's greasy, and he smells of sweat and dirt.He sports a crop of whiskers that would shame a healthy hog;Hard work has racked his joints and stooped his back;He slops along the sidewalk followed by his yellow dog,But he's got a bunch of gold-dust in his sack.He seems a little wistful...
Lines Written by the Side of a River
FLOW soft RIVER, gently stray,Still a silent waving tideO'er thy glitt'ring carpet glide,While I chaunt my ROUNDELAY,As I gather from thy bank,Shelter'd by the poplar dank,King-cups, deck'd in golden pride,Harebells sweet, and daisies pied;While beneath the evening sky,Soft the western breezes fly.Gentle RIVER, should'st thou beTouch'd with mournful sympathy,When reflection tells my soul,Winter's icy breath shall quellThy sweet...
The Albion Battleship Calamity by William Topaz McGonagall
Twas in the year of 1898, ond on the 21st of June,The launching of the Battleship Albion caused a great gloom,Amongst the relatives of many persons who were drowned in the River Thames,Which their relatives will remember while life remains. The vessel was christened by the Duchess of York,And the spectators' hearts felt light as corkAs the Duchess cut the cord that was holding the fine ship,Then the spectators loudly cheered as...
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Puppet Strings
I am a puppet, held up by your strings.I am a puppet trapped in your ring.I am a puppet for you to enjoy,I am a puppet I am your toy.I am a puppet for you to uselike hollow wood for you to useI am attached I'm only yoursa puppets act to earn your applauseI am the peasant and you are the kingand my only escape is to cut the stringsThere is only one way for a puppet to die...You must cut the strings and commit suici...
Truth
Shut your mouth and listen to what I have to say,I'm going to take you back to that one specific day.I was laying in bed alone while listening to you and him talk on the phone.You said, "Well if they have the money I don't see why not,She'll be ready by 9 o'clock"You came in and said it's time to get up,Shower well and I'll make you pretty with make up.In a pretty white dress and hair done to match,You told me I'm a breath-taking...
Fragments Of The Real You
The mask you hide behind is brightYour falseness glitters in the lightYou played every card in your life wrongToday's not a game, not a quest to belongYou say you can't trust anyoneThen why do you betray and runYou're a star that hides behind a cloudYou can't hear me through thunder so loudWe're like sisters, you and IYour carelessness just makes me cryShow me who you really areDrop your glitter and show me the starYou're not...
Arms Fully Open
Clocks' ticking slowly,With minutes floating away.Minutes to hours. Hours to days.Day after day,I hope and I pray,For this moment to stay.Stay now. Stay forever.Stay constant this way.A beautiful ladyI have right beside me.Grasping hands so softly.Perfect life, living calmly.I step to the future.Her step comes to follow.The clock keeps on ticking-A better tomorrow.A sky comes to hover.She falls from above.With arms fully open,I...
Breaks Me
I walk through these halls, I take note of it all.I notice the tans, the fads and even those designer bags.I hear the names being called, I notice the lies.I feel the heavy atmosphere full of rumors and hidden lives.I sit in the corner, the last desk of the row.like a black and white picture fading away.the point, the stare, their laughter fills the air.no sleeves to hide what I've done, only a painted veil.I remember that night,...
A Place Where No One Likes To Be
There's a place where no one likes to beSo they save that little place for meThey shove me in and lock the doorThey call me a dick, an ass, a man whoreThey say shut up, they say fuck youBut none of them know what I'm going throughI've lost good friends. I've been a lost friend tooI've said I'll never love, and I've said I love youDeep down I know I deserve all the badI just miss the life that I once hadI miss my family, I miss...
Here We Stand
Here we stand all over againWith our feelings all aroundNot knowing where to goNot even knowing howWe tried to be friendsEach and everydayBut when we touchIt seems there's no wayWe're left so confusedWanting one anotherKnowing it can't happenWhen we're moving closerI find it very hardTo express how I feelWaiting for things to sink inThat doesn't yet seem realIf only I really knewHow much you caredThe fear of you leavingThe fear...
Closed Doors
I cry myself to sleep at nightJust wishing it would stopMaybe tomorrow it will ceaseThen again, maybe notYou push me and you poke meYou call me hurtful nameTo me it's like a prisonTo you it's fun and gamesYour heart is made of iceBut it doesn't even deserve thatMine was once a rainbowBut you have moulded it to darkest blackI hate you, I hate everyoneThere is no one I can trustAre you proud of what you've done?You've turned my...
You Don't Really Love Me
You left when I was only two,Daddy had no idea what to do.You never turned to say bye,If you had, you would have seen Daddy cry.I forgot all about you as I grew,And Daddy mentioned you few and few.I went to school and became distressed,The first day I came home a mess.Being when you left I was small,I couldn't remember you at all.I thought that I just didn't have a Mommy,Until a new kid saw me.She asked about my Daddy,I said he...