I want to die

Out of love... I can take tricks and schemes butt from the beautiful faces even the I... won't take lies..
When she says She loves life and I see her eyes said ‘' I want to die ‘'.. O dear know what..!  in this world this is a great lie.
My lady in heart every one likes to live honestly no matter in what conditions, this is the quirky charm of life... none can den, the beauties of life lie not only on possessions or in physical comforts,
beauties of life lie even in thoughts full of my being while brings a glimpse of your missing tenderness, in seeing hibernated in the hand of our destiny, in listening to the melody of my wounds waving over my flute of fears, in feeling words can't describe.
life produces a mysterious music out of whatever is the flute.. even if we are not in the right position yet, we are enjoying the mysterious music of life and still we can dance with the tune of clarity.
so please... stop tell a lie ‘' I want to die ‘' or "it's time to say goodbye"
keep dancing with tune of life.. lets the wind blow and the rain to come down and see in wonder how nice is the rainbow meeting the humble ground.

In the shell of your memories

Am I afraid of falling ... Am I now at the edge of the abyss .. The identity of loss and absence ... I am afraid to fall in it forced to run away from the past, so I attached myself to a dark unknown present .. I do not see anything ..For fear of tampering with the past and his wounds, for which my soul was bleeding because of it.I am afraid of a present absent from his identity is indifferent to what will happen to me to run away and only ..Damn to escape from things we remember and it is difficult for us to forget them, and even to exhaust ourselves with memory .. Why do not we dig and spend it ??We finish it and blow it out of our lives and never remember it.Why do we connect our present with the suffering of the past ??Why bury ourselves in the shell of memories and difficult to get out of it ??To this degree our souls are weak ?!Or are we tortured to torture ourselves and kill every feeling we may resort to in the case of despair within us who comes without warning ..I fear that this abyss is the only solution to get rid of those pains of ours ... But despite all this feeling, escape is not the solution ..The solution is to overcome them and do not give them bigger than their size, what I took in the past days and moments of happiness is enough !!!Suffice it to be tormented all the time by mistakes we have signed to the goodness of us ..It is enough to sacrifice an entire age ... We live once and the day that goes on and we do not live as we wanted, we may regret it a lot and it is too late ...I have been tired of thinking but I have finally made the decision ... I will review my calculations again and will not surrender to my grief .... I will face my father and get rid of them forever and I will live as I wish ..I will never fear ... even if I have already stood on the edge of the abyss.

In my waiting for you

In my waiting for you I get bored, feeling a fire in my ribs has which disappeared from people's eyes, So I put my hand on my cheek when the seconds I spent in separating seems a lifetime, I start to count the second one by one in your absence... but you did not come...  honesty, sometimes I wish I didn't fall in love with you.

Wanna know if you're upset or if someone else had your heart out of desperation I had to think that your absenteeism will last forever, thought I might have done to you something wrong and I found.... O I found none!

I really sometimes I wished then, I'd never fell in love.... side by side the fire's found a home in me and I get lost running after them thoughts, any breath I think might be yours, any whisper I guess it's your word beneath my mind, Been through all of this nights and days they'd seen me then, and thought I was nuts..

You promise with years and days ....And throw your alibis and nonsense...

And .. and Within a handshake, you're almost gone, or you'll swear your heart that you forgot about me and my love.