When the sun cries buckets and the rain dazzles with smiles .... :)

Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.


Mark Twain

back

I'm back

You are hammering away at my heart, with all your lies
will these little broken pieces
be all that I am left with as reminders of our love?

Death

Cyanide
Sarin
Valium
To each his own poison
When death seeps in
It doesn’t matter
How you embraced her
What matters is
Her kiss,
Which turns the lips deep blue
Your breathlessness
Excites her
Your pounding heart
Tells her of your love
Your pale cheeks
Will glow under her gaze
She is your beloved
You better go down on your knees

would you come by

If you could see
How our love slips through my fingers
Even as I try and hold it tight
Would you come by
To put your hands beneath mine
To stop it from trickling down
And being lost for ever

If I told you that I was forgetting
How your skin feels against mine
And your smell that wafted around me
Is becoming a fading memory
Would you come by
To embrace me once more
Letting me breathe the aroma of our love

If you saw me
Today
Roaming in the garden
Alone and lonely
Would you come by
Just to say hello?

Loved and Lost

Crimson red
Of virgin blood
Oozing out of a broken heart
The pain and the sighs
And the tears shed
I want to cherish them all
It was the first time
This special ache
Will rise yet again
As nostalgia
Somewhere in the future
Let me paint the memories till then
Onto a vivid canvass
And hide it
Away from the prying eyes
This mark of innocence lost
Of an era left behind
A reminder
That even I had loved
And lost