Saturday, December 26, 2009
bye...
Friday, December 18, 2009
love actually....
I thought i will never write again,
of which i write now...
of love, of hurt,
of a gal, of missin her.
She doesn't love me
nor if she knew.
But i love her,
and that is what i know.
I met her.
we spoke, but i spoke more.
maybe she saw through me,
and lame i am.
It is midnight now.
But i guess i miss her.
I saw her in the crowd.
Like an angel she looked.
But it is midnight now,
I am so lost...
An angel she is,
perfect and sweet
obliging and true.
And I love her.
Is all i know...!!
Tomorrow i will be back again..
tryin to wipe her away...
of love that never was...
of which i write now...
of love, of hurt,
of a gal, of missin her.
She doesn't love me
nor if she knew.
But i love her,
and that is what i know.
I met her.
we spoke, but i spoke more.
maybe she saw through me,
and lame i am.
It is midnight now.
But i guess i miss her.
I saw her in the crowd.
Like an angel she looked.
But it is midnight now,
I am so lost...
An angel she is,
perfect and sweet
obliging and true.
And I love her.
Is all i know...!!
Tomorrow i will be back again..
tryin to wipe her away...
of love that never was...
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Of a fat woman and her lover
of a fat woman, of her lover I scoffed.
When the lights turned red, the bike stopped.
I watched the pair, of how odd the look.
I smiled, I laughed. I chuckled hard.
Of a fat woman, her lover,
at the busy place, she hugged him hard,
he loved her too, I saw the Green..
she loves him and he loves her too..
scoff, smile, laugh you scoundrel...
In loneliness you are fat...
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