Saturday, October 1, 2011

events


without light i hold some fresh air, oh yes!!
sundays are good, but can MONDAYS be tasty??
i look at ur face, ur feet but i adore..such a great contrast of worshiping from head to toe, when these all passers by rapidly fire themselves infront of ur nasty vision..

i dnt like fish, yes after eating from ur restaurant , i wish it never existed..''fish or this restaurant''?
''oh my boy, marijuna is nt good, try the strongest one''...drugss, yes, i play games of drugs, my insomnia getting  better, so does this bursting of pain inside my hollow body.....i look at them with great astonishment  how they speak...these body fits,, or the hysterical laughter?they speak shit, for they have seen thiis gloomy side only...
randomness, hussh, dnt talk about what u wear on all the time...
my painted black nails are getting dry, may b i need a new color.........
too much beauty resides there out in this whole world, i despise ur footstesp  through the front door of life...
provide me with one ship, ill travel the whole world...
nasty ppl i see all around , every day, every moment...
cigarette? which one? davidoff? ''oh man , cool!!'', and what the bull crap these lungs inhaling''.no , no, it looks cool''......
GOD look at the world, how it turned out to be.....u planned such?
i look around at rarely covered bodies, and fluently speaking nudeness, -- yes but covered heads and shameful eyes are more or less same...
i have seen so much of their gestures, harmony in their moves is so deceptive to me that i  have stopped looking at their faces even..
white never looked good to me before until i got this lovely gift....
 creepy beings do exist, nt necessarily in shape of ghosts, humans are the living example.....
donot cross the limits!!,'' u are rude, u are proudy''.... i love to be like this...
when first season set in, i turned off the lights, and closed all woindows, the numbering and rapidness of coming and going of season has made me tired.....
staying is the difficult of all, but i am thankful if memories dnt.....
 u are a healer, i am best friend of urs, coz i want to knw the name of that special ''medicine''...
sufism is likeable, when practised  it is loveable....
 the world insiide the blue sea is vast, and the life beyond blue sky is tooo fast..
.phrases erase the misery, and quieteness heap it up more...
tday while walking in rain, i looked at the moing of life, yet my shoes got too dirty to dazzle my visoon for the mud on my them, and sky kept on shedding tear drops....



can reality be more real than this....

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