A Crucial Question

Why Is A Raven Like A Writing Desk?





“Always tell what you feel and do what you think. Nobody would remember you if you keep your thoughts secret. Force yourself to express them”.

Gabriel García Márquez

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Monday, 25 January 2010

For You


You can take away my future
But you cannot take away our past
You can refrain from ever talking
But your words will always last

You can torment me cold-heartedly
But you cannot undo joys of long ago
You can cease from befriending me
But you cannot force me to be your foe

You can walk away from my life
But you cannot ever leave my mind
You can separate our solid bodies
But our souls will be forever bind

You can forget me for eternity
But you cannot wipe out my memories
You can tarnish my realities
But you cannot alter my fantasies

You can break my heart to pieces
But you won’t leave its core
You can shatter up my moon
But my stars would be more

You can make me cry a river
But you can’t erase our once-shared laughs
You can replace me with another soul
But I’ll eternally be your other-half

You can destroy my happiness,
You can take away my faith,  
My pride, my joy, you can crush them all,
You can fill your heart with hate,
        
Even my life-with no doubt-you can demolish, can derange
But my love for you, my dearest one, would never ever change

Sunday, 24 January 2010

After a Lifetime of Being Invisible



Saturday, 23 January 2010















Where have all the butterflies gone?

                               Did they follow me?

        or did she make them disappear?



















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Silence (to break or not to break…that is the question)




Whenever you’re about to break the silence,
always ask yourself two questions before you do:


1. Is what you’re about to say more glorious than the silence surrounding you?


2. Is it worth it?

Inner peace



 
I have found where I belong

Here is where I feel most safe

I take refuge in what I do

In each line

In each word

I heal

I feel such joy

I feel such pain

And I drench myself in the sweetness of it all

Please don’t take these moments away from me

At last

I have found my inner peace










Tu es mon étoile.



Sunday, 17 January 2010

Withered




Today I died again…

Like a dog who’s been put out of his misery
Like a sick plant that’s been shrivelled in the sun
Like a puppet that’s no longer loved by its puppeteer

Pathetic
Decayed
  and
Useless

Today I died again…
                   but
What I didn’t know was that I was already dead!

Deliverance


        
Tonight I have a special guest
This time I know when he’s coming
And this time he’s not leaving
I took my time preparing
Everything must be perfect for his arrival
I picked his favourite flowers:
Red Oleanders
And bathed in them
With music and candles
I have to look my best for him
I’m wearing my favourite perfume
The most memorable scent in the world
I’m wearing my two silver pendants
The ones so dear to my heart
I’m wearing my scarlet shoes
The pair I save for special occasions
It won’t be long now
I’ve waited a lifetime
I’m wearing my finest dress
So he’d know how much he means to me
I’m wearing my blood red lipstick
So he’d kiss me endearingly; passionately
I’m wearing his oleanders in my hair
So he’d see how much I’ve been longing for his warm embrace

I open my oldest bottle of wine
As I anticipate his arrival
Sitting with a racing heart
And an armful of red oleanders
I’ve missed him so dearly
I’ve been aching to see him
I catch my breath
Here he comes now
My special guest of honour
I close my eyes and smile
I greet him with open arms
My love
My dear old friend
My salvation
…My DEATH

 





                                              



Is to me
                  My salvation
                                   










Another Part of Me







Last night I found my soul
He was soft, beautiful and had a velvet skin
He was tall, proud and strong
I was scared and he was brave
Brave like a Snow Tiger
He protected me from harm
He comforted me when I cried
He laid his head in my lap and I didn’t feel alone
Last night I saw my soul for the very first time
And I forgot to ask his name
I forgot to hug him tight and never let go
I forgot to tell him
How much I love him
How much I’ve missed him
How much I need him
Last night I found him and when I woke up
He was gone…



















(Inspired by Philip Pullman’s idea in his book "His dark Materials" 
                                                       and
                                        Inspired by a dream I had) 

Saturday, 16 January 2010

Withered



Today I died again…
    I was left out in the dumpster to rot

Pathetic
  and
Useless

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Fallen Angel









They captured me, tied me up and beat me till I was half dead…



They put thorns in my eyes and tortured me until I was blind…



They cut off my wings, tied weights around my ankles, then punched a hole through my chest…



Aching, screaming, burning, spitting filth, and crying blood, they kicked me off to earth yelling:




LIVE!!!










Silence





I feel like I’m drowning in your eyes
I blink back my tears with each word I tell you
I choke back my scream with every breath I take
You were my God; I was your stepping stone
You were my reason to live; I was your reason to go
I only saw your best; you only saw my flaws
I gave you my heart and soul
I gave you my very life
Yet all you give me is your deadly silence.


Wednesday, 6 January 2010

Silence



Like a child
You laughed
and it broke into a million pieces
and they all echoed back at me
and greeted me
Like a million familiar friends
Welcoming me back to the world
and then
There was silence.