And then the light was an omen of the sunrise and the dawn was towering over like a conflagration... And then the world was as we know it, with each lover in their own path
O.. sleepless one who slumbers and remembers the promise when you wake up
Know that if a wound begins to recover another wound crops up with the memory ,So learn to forget and learn to erase it
My darling everything is fated... It is not by our hands that we make our misfortune Perhaps one day our fates will cross when our desire to meet is strong enough for if one friend denies the other and we meet as strangers ...And if each of us follows his or her own way... Don't say it was by our own will.... But rather, the will of fate
Now you start bleeding, Now you ask me where her love has gone..!
Is
it was a palace of our imagination that has collapsed and what still
remains is its ash... And please tell the story on my behalf as long as
your tears flow, tell how that love became past news and time is comes
to vanish and let her go.. for both of us became another story of
passion wasn't suppose to be welcome.
I haven't
forgotten her when she seduced me with a sweetly calling and tender
tongue, when her hand extending towards me like a hand stretched out
through the waves to a drowning person, she seduced me with a kiss that a
night traveler was thirsts for its bless,
Now could you tell me where is that light in her eyes ?
Now
could you tell her that I visited her nest everyday as a bird of desire
singing its pain, when she becomes self important, spoiled and
capricious, when she inflict harm like a powerful tyrant for you and me,
Now could you tell her that my longing for her cauterized my soul and the waiting was like embers in my blood,
now please ask her to give me my freedom, to release my beats, for you given her all yours and she did not try to retain anything.
Her love chains will prison you to the rest of your life, you kept nothing didn't do and now they spared me... now why .. O,
Why do I keep promises that she do not honor ?
When will this captivity end, when the world is before ?
She
is far away, my enchanting love, full of pride, majesty and delicacy
and with sure footed walking .. walking like an angel with oppressive
beauty and rapacious glory... Redolent of charm like the breeze of the
hills... pleasant to experience like the night's dreams,
I've
lost forever the charm of her company that radiated brilliantly, I,
wandering in love, a bewildered butterfly, approached you and between
us, desire was a messenger and drinking companion that presented the cup
to us... tell me had love seen two as intoxicated as us ?
So much hope we had built up around us and we walked in the moonlight path, even joy skipping along ahead of us, and we laughed like two children together, when we ran and raced our shadows.. O god,
And suddenly we became aware, after the illusion of our euphoria and woke up.. If only we did not awaken.
Wakefulness
ruined the dreams of slumber and the night came, and from now on the
night will become our only friend, and with tears we'll ink the last chapter in a story will never
end.
I don't know how to break the form, i don't know how I recognize the faces, i don't know if my mind speaks the sense, or my memory is intact and my head is blown in the air, I don't know if we can fly without wings, i don't know how to dance, I don't know how many rules of love I break, i don't know how to fit the gaps in between your laughing and your crying, but until I'll be the tear never shed in your eyes I'm losing my world into shadow,
I don't know a million things about you.. but i'm sure I'll always love you as long as I'm still breathing.
And the days went by, and the days passed so quickly, between distance and adversity. And when I met her I forgot our opponent, I forgot the night I was watching miserably counting the seconds. Out of my hands I forgave the torment of my heart and the horror she did to me.I don't know how I run to her, as if there is nothing beyond my beloved even death itself.. as if i have nothing nothing but my beloved in this universe
She met me and the desires in our eyes was enough to full the universe with longing, And hand in hand a silence words started to reveals through our eyes, and she is whispered to me, "I'm sorry.. I was so wrong about you..!"I forgot What was the reasons behind our sorrow.. I forgave her and forgot why we was suffering at first place, OWhere is the tears of my eyes went..! forbidden was the sleep.. the sleep abandon my eyes... O, with a tenderness smile with her eyes .. all my sorrow vanish .. vapor on air .. the staleness of torment, and the sweetest torment, the torment of love for loved onesI will not be able to endure a day without her for the patience need patience to learn me to be patience alone without you.. There is nothing there in my dreams beyond my beloved..
When wiser described patience to me I'm sure it was just imagination, some words in love, a tears in a sea full of agony .. ya who know what meant by patience tell me how i can run away from my heart, which place can contains my love but her heart, Our sweet nights already everywhere, together we full it with our love, with hopes full the universe, Hopes and affection
Here is the dawn fold his beams after the abandonment in its pink color becomesAnd the light of dawn awake up the joy when the joy said to love .. awake up be happy, awake up and be rejoicing... He said to love folk rejoicing... and I.. from joy to joy I neither sleep nor health,
I spend the nights wait the invitation to meet her, living in the Autumn of my age to catch what still remains from youth spring between the longing of the end, and the longing should began
Heart is broken by grief from sorrow to sorrow one's could write on the flush of his heart,
You are so kind, gave me lots of pain... Washed away what was gain, like a heavy rain.
Walking on them foot of lies, again and again... go dream on, but you aren't my heart any longer,
Heart replying me...
"An evening glow, the moon appears stars painted across the sky
A howl is heard
A bird cries out
A sorrowful feeling fills the air
The wind hushes the breeze fades when mourning tears droop down
All happiness gone every smile removed where sadness takes its place.. I beats only for her",
O, god then you aren't my heart any longer, she owns you, I hate you.. I hate you
When the breeze of dawn pervading your hair O, my love.. i hear it whispers to my ears tenderness sighs
When the fragrant smells of your perfume dissolves in your sensitive senses whenever it touches your skin O, my love.. I hear it whispers to my ears tenderness sighs.
Yet I wounder why whenever you whisper me "I love you", i can't reveal the lamentations of your love loudly to the universe.
O, I Wrote your name letters one by one with beads of morning dew on all trees leaves, who can admire you such as me, who can describe you like me..!
you are a beautiful dream, I hope all wounded hearts could dream on with me.. you are the highest sense i touched in my life which made me melt, made me feel that I'm still human full of humanity.
Wind of the middle of September always brings reality of which weather Autumn will bring,
impatient we wait.. Autumn leaves to fall into the shore of love
What drown the mind those wandering thoughts, When our hopeless dreams unfortunately nothing is what it seems.
what clouds the heart is, am i being fair..! or you are giving me less much of care..!
And in this never ending game do I'll have you or my unreachable stars dust will be gone in one breath of air.
O,
and I find myself staying up late watching my thoughts drift into you
the way your hair descends upon your face and the way your lips look when they form the words you know i love to hear.
A long ago, wise men said, this life is so arrogant, and he who deceived by life tempting, he lose his destiny.
devil is capable of doing much... Capable of morphing with a thousand images, but he can not control those who dispense good to other.
what is the value of life and living if we lost our moral values, and selling our Innocence, tenderness and humanity.
How we can be proud in front of our mirrors if we lived our life escape from the truth.
Money can come from the wind . it also may lost in the hardships of our life even our children leave us in the day of reckoning.
Money always disappears regardless of its amount, nothing will save us but the good we do for It will always remains.
and who we will be if we sold our past and our present, and why we even live if tomorrow can't bring satisfaction, and how we lay on beds sleeping as dead without dreaming about future, yet how dreams can see light if it was not a result to our good deeds.
a long ago, wise men said, this life is so arrogant, and he who deceived by life tempting him, he lose his destiny.
devil is capable of doing much... Capable of morphing with a thousand images, but he can not control those who dispense good to other.
For the sake of your eyes I loved love after a longtime I had spent in carefreeness... And now my eyes after sleep begging wakefulness not to leave.
O.. seducer, without you no passion would have shaken me nor the taste of love have pleased me, this is my heart, so own it affairs.. Judging it wrong if you like, or be equitable.
From the luster of passion in your eyes, you ignited my longing and on your path, wherever you went, I sent my eyes... Visions around me clouded between my doubt and my certainty and even desires dance in my heart over the tune of my sorrows.
I glimpse passion in your voice, buried O.. O. O's, hiding between your breaths so I don't discern it... I don't know if it's love whose sorrows your feared, or if you feared the blame so you favored tranquility.
You filled the path of love for me with happiness like light on the cheek of a dew covered morning... And if you felt me in misery, you'll cry as a child scared and fatigued... after you seduced me, I only found a mirage stuck in my hand... I didn't gain from it but a fleeting rainbow vanished before my eyes, and I wasn't guided.
Do you remember...!
How you laughed when I cried and wished my torture to remains longer.
How you counted the days as only catastrophes and they were my life and my youth.
How you thought the moaning of my ribs an echo of tune of the sweetest songs while I was drinking the tears of my heart.
Don't say where are our nights, pretending it was so sweet.
Don't ask me about our desires and hopes, while it was mirages.
I covered yesterday with a curtain and a veil, So I can endure the bitterness of your abandonment and be willingly awaiting the reproach.
By the Sun and its glorious splendour;
By the Moon as it follows His Sun to surrender
By the Day as it shows up the Sun's glory;
By the Night as it conceals it;
By the Firmament and its wonderful structure;
By the Earth and its wide expanse:
By the Soul, and the proportion and order given to it; and its enlightenment as to its wrong and its right;
Truly he succeeds that purifies it, And he fails that corrupts it!
By all the meaning allowed to fold beneath the bones..
I swear by your name silently in the depth of the horizon.. I'll be there only to drown deeply into your eyes.
There is a little champer inside this bleeding heart, when the waves flow high... When the moon disappear beneath the cloud... When the world shrinks leave no space for breathe, when the storm twiste men trust leave no home mixing all the things with merely dust... I runs there and hide.
Respectfully, freely I offered it to you, for if we could play together then surly we can pray there forever... This humble kind of fortune is what I'm willingly seek, a peaceful place where two-piece of unique fragile spirits can fold silently what words failed to describe,
It's not war, or even not a battle .. it's forbidden for knights to fight.. Inside the shamper, let the wind of changing fold the sails, let that beam of hope light the candles, warm the senses for in time the boat will be at your shoes, searching for your champer to pray there forever.
I'm tired from all this... the standards of quantitative and qualitative more or less, If i shows you how it giving birth, then I can't imagine the affection and the impress,
Tools was, is... a peace of mind, emotions with grabbing the sense of your presence in my loneliness... a tab, a map that hunger longing to your sweetness, O.. with a life dictionary opened, maybe no.. maybe yes, just to prove my smartness,
The subject was freedom and how we seek or speak it, in a countries hunt all pencils, in a world full of red, excuse me for asking... are we still dreaming or we left the bed.
I'm a prisoner to an idea takes over my mind and shining in my head..and we will talk about it... face to face ahead,
IF this important heart trouble your peace with words lighter than air, or hopes that in more hoping for a home twice we share, putting the rose in your hair, covering the lips with longing twilight and say,"O Hearts of wind will blown flame".. but Winds, older than changing the plans between a night and day, That hunger and longing came from a true was old, in the shore of your
carves lands.
In one last battle fold upon blue fold, Queens wrought with it's par hands, with her lovely sadly face above the wandering tide, in the hidden secret place where the last dream folded and where it also died, O love "I'll never ever changing till change will be dead"
It is not the triumph over regress, it is the power to suppress.
It is not the money or the fame, it is knowing you will always still the same.
It is not the power or the pride. it is a place in your heart to hide.
It is not a gift or gain, it is accepting and believing in your name.
It is not a point or goal to seek, it is, believing we have never reached the peak.
It is not an tree beneath the wind, it is unmovable root to hold on.
Success is
Five years have past; five summers, with the length of five long.. long winters!
Collecting stone above stone above stone, to build that bridge over our dreams.!
And as a gray clouds prohibiting, blinding and forbidding us from make it come true, As the reason why you kept inside, the reason why behind your pretending was something I hate and unable to comprehending.
Five years have past; we rise and fall like the tides beyond our all, we give never to taken as the seasons our wants forgotten, we live to die like the rainbow spreading forgiveness in a life was a lie, and as long as we stay loyal to our timeless love, as wounded as we bleed our true feelings not willing to any thing but to put our senses above...
Five years have past; and you still my rising sun,
Five years have past; and you are the only place I wished to run.
Now what... you asking me to act like there is nothing you have done.
O excuse me, it's your move to prove that love has no duality, and you will bleeding love with serenity, and loneliness, will never hunt us in your own enrage. and we will exchanging true love with fidelity.
I was wounder
why life knocks me down, on my way to your misty town,
Why It happens to us all, when it's fated to rise... every time we fall,
Why on every single trip, odds are that we'll slip,
Why through each and every mile.. we must retain our smile
Why we need to get back up and keep on walking when all we receives still talking... Is that how we picture love in a shape of mocking..!
You allowed fears to hinder me within my dreams, I may have been
awakened in my life... Awakened from false illusions blinding me, Now I
can't allowed myself to view the truth behind that door.
Perhaps true integrity I would have found, Creating a world where I am just another hat with wounded profound.
a large door intently placed half mast, Which knocked me to the ground leaving me to grasp the solar system swirling all around and up above my head and yet... I in my mind continued to wander amidst confusion and denial.
That love could such a cruel thing intently do.. Until reality made me see the dream was impossible to be accepted too, Until waking to the reality of what a fool I'd been.. I'll wonder what doorways line my path will teach me... how to redeem the wounds with the peaces of dignity still remains.! for you.. you allowed fears to hinder me within my dreams,
She'
"A relationship is not an account to pay for it, it is a path of
feelings that either fill you and the journey continues by sweet need,
or you do not fill and change your way"
He'
Fly without wings... Cry without tears...
No tears will fall today, there's no pain i can feel
No more living in dreams, only to live for what is real
No more bowing heart on slavery, no more walking on air ...
My heart can't take the spare time... to live life without a care
No sun will shine.. No rain will fall
Time to dry out my feeling and to build another wall
So stop all the cars, Turn the light to red, there will be no more falling, this man's heart is dead.
No tears will fall today, there's no pain i can feel
No more living in dreams, only to live for what is real.
Fly without wings... Cry without tear.
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All great men are gone... in them place a small man stands
Siting on a small park bench.. looking down to the ring in his hand
He tries to be brave but he feel so weak
for a hand on his shoulder is what he was seek
but no.. now please..
let the wind stop so the leaves can lay on the ground
let the marching band past without making a sound
He wish you were here..
because without you glowing up is his greats fear.
