Tuesday, August 14, 2007
I hadnt been reporting to my blog as often as i had , i realised
not that there had been a lack of action in my life
there was a great deal of it
I guess its bcoz nobody listens anymore ,
not that no one reads
its justs that no one listens.
not that they dont want to
maybe they cant
Its feel so far that i dunoe if you are there
the beauty of life
Some nights i wake up and dunoe where we are
not only you stopped talking , you entered and you went back out
a phonecall a day.
i got shy of the beeping tone
i just stood there , just stood there
writing a letter that would not be post
all my life i have been waiting for sumone to listen ,
you took so long to come.
So many things happened while i was waiting ,
some of which would not go away
It is as near to you as your life
but you can never wholly know it.
losing a contest doesnt mean you lack talent
than winning one makes you as repelled
All your life you will be judge
none of it matters than the condition of your soul
and that it remains intact.
my dad called my mum when it was raining heavily , he wanted to pick her up at
the bus stop with an umbrella and he just came back from work.
i shall end this with my dad's word
sometimes this thought
comes to my mind
that you made just for me
that you were among the stars
up in heaven and
brought down to earth just for me
@ 8:35 PM
not that there had been a lack of action in my life
there was a great deal of it
I guess its bcoz nobody listens anymore ,
not that no one reads
its justs that no one listens.
not that they dont want to
maybe they cant
Its feel so far that i dunoe if you are there
the beauty of life
Some nights i wake up and dunoe where we are
not only you stopped talking , you entered and you went back out
a phonecall a day.
i got shy of the beeping tone
i just stood there , just stood there
writing a letter that would not be post
all my life i have been waiting for sumone to listen ,
you took so long to come.
So many things happened while i was waiting ,
some of which would not go away
It is as near to you as your life
but you can never wholly know it.
losing a contest doesnt mean you lack talent
than winning one makes you as repelled
All your life you will be judge
none of it matters than the condition of your soul
and that it remains intact.
my dad called my mum when it was raining heavily , he wanted to pick her up at
the bus stop with an umbrella and he just came back from work.
i shall end this with my dad's word
sometimes this thought
comes to my mind
that you made just for me
that you were among the stars
up in heaven and
brought down to earth just for me
@ 8:35 PM
WeLc0mE
May Peace be
upon you
tAgBOARD
A stranger is just a friend yet to be made =)
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