Who started the fire?
Who caused the floods?
Who caused the accident?
Who sparked the outrage?
Who drove carelessly?
It wasnt me..
Who was reckless?
Who didnt see the signs?
Who couldnt tell the times?
Who couldnt come up with solutions?
Who was having delusions?
Who couldnt accept the past?
Who couldnt move with times?
Who couldnt move forward?
Who dwelt on the past?
Who compared with the past?
Was it not me
Who acted an ant,
Dragging a bread loaf..
Was it not me?
Was it...
It Wasn't me..i say.
Monday 28 December 2009
Friday 25 December 2009
PHEEEEEWWW!!!!
Pheeeeeeewww,
This feels better,
Peace at last,
No naggers and bullies,
No daggers and swords drawn at you,
No whingers and unhappy faces.
Pheeeeeewww[takes a deep breath],
That's a deep sigh?
The person next to me asks,
This feels better I say,
No mosquitoes in my ears,
No mercenaries about and around,
No fake smiles about.
Pheeeewwww,
You know what,i say,
Trying to raise some attention,
My chest feels lighter,
Like I don't smoke anymore,
My legs feel freer,
No chains round the ankles,
My arms are even better,
'cause no cuffs round the wrists,
Pheeeeewwww,
So much light about now,
So much freedom at hand,
No much darkness anymore,
So much air to breath in..
Mates and relatives,
Like roots they are,
Meeting underground,
Fooled by the branches above
Ooh what a pheeeewwww
Feels so much better and better.
This feels better,
Peace at last,
No naggers and bullies,
No daggers and swords drawn at you,
No whingers and unhappy faces.
Pheeeeeewww[takes a deep breath],
That's a deep sigh?
The person next to me asks,
This feels better I say,
No mosquitoes in my ears,
No mercenaries about and around,
No fake smiles about.
Pheeeewwww,
You know what,i say,
Trying to raise some attention,
My chest feels lighter,
Like I don't smoke anymore,
My legs feel freer,
No chains round the ankles,
My arms are even better,
'cause no cuffs round the wrists,
Pheeeeewwww,
So much light about now,
So much freedom at hand,
No much darkness anymore,
So much air to breath in..
Mates and relatives,
Like roots they are,
Meeting underground,
Fooled by the branches above
Ooh what a pheeeewwww
Feels so much better and better.
Thursday 24 December 2009
NEVER.....
Never say I love you
If you really don't care.
Never talk about feelings
If they aren't really there.
Never hold my hand
If you are going to break my heart.
Never say you're going to
If you don't really plan to start.
Never look into my eyes
If all you do is lie.
Never say hello
If what you really mean is goodbye.
If you really mean forever
Then say you will try.
Never say forever
'Cause forever makes me cry.
As i know that is not
If you really don't care.
Never talk about feelings
If they aren't really there.
Never hold my hand
If you are going to break my heart.
Never say you're going to
If you don't really plan to start.
Never look into my eyes
If all you do is lie.
Never say hello
If what you really mean is goodbye.
If you really mean forever
Then say you will try.
Never say forever
'Cause forever makes me cry.
As i know that is not
Wednesday 9 December 2009
INSIDE THAT BUILDING..
In this beautiful building,
That you see,men and women
Looking beautiful in white tops,
With navy blue tops sometimes,
Life inside there is so tough.
Never,be fooled by the peoples smiles,
They are so reluctant,to help
Locked up,most of the day you are,
You mostly sit,or lie in bed,
Never knowing,
What time of day it is.
What an immense,
Price of pain each person pays.
In this building,
When tommorow comes,
Today wil be gone forever,
Its so solid,and vault like,
It refuses to interact with its sorroundings,
Prefering an aura of secrecy.
It has no face,
And no point of entry,
Not even windows,
That could open to world,
No walkaway that could
Lead up to perspective.
It has an exterior
That reflects the interior,
Its skin color,
Reflects isolation and division.
That you see,men and women
Looking beautiful in white tops,
With navy blue tops sometimes,
Life inside there is so tough.
Never,be fooled by the peoples smiles,
They are so reluctant,to help
Locked up,most of the day you are,
You mostly sit,or lie in bed,
Never knowing,
What time of day it is.
What an immense,
Price of pain each person pays.
In this building,
When tommorow comes,
Today wil be gone forever,
Its so solid,and vault like,
It refuses to interact with its sorroundings,
Prefering an aura of secrecy.
It has no face,
And no point of entry,
Not even windows,
That could open to world,
No walkaway that could
Lead up to perspective.
It has an exterior
That reflects the interior,
Its skin color,
Reflects isolation and division.
Sunday 6 December 2009
BLIND TO SEE
Inside your chest i am chained,
Pumping your blood,
But i am too blind to see,
Yet decision making i help.
For eyes are there to see
And nostrils to smell
Fingers to touch and feel,
Ears to listen and hear
I am there to keep you going,
For i am blind to see,
And deaf to hear,
Senseless to feel,
In decision making i will help
Pumping your blood,
But i am too blind to see,
Yet decision making i help.
For eyes are there to see
And nostrils to smell
Fingers to touch and feel,
Ears to listen and hear
I am there to keep you going,
For i am blind to see,
And deaf to hear,
Senseless to feel,
In decision making i will help
Thursday 25 June 2009
YOU ARE THE ONE
For you I would climb
The highest mountain peak
Swim the deepest ocean
Your love I do seek.
For you I would cross
The rivers most wide
Walk the hottest desert sand
To have you by my side.
For you are the one
Who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
And touched my soul.
For you are the one
That stepped out of my dreams
Gave me new hope
Showed me what love means.
For you alone
Are my reason to live
For the compassion you show
And the care that you give.
You came into my life
And made me complete
Each time I see you
My heart skips a beat.
For you define beauty
In both body and mind
Your soft, gentle face
More beauty I'll ne'er find.
For you are the one
God sent from above
The angel I needed
For whom I do love.
The highest mountain peak
Swim the deepest ocean
Your love I do seek.
For you I would cross
The rivers most wide
Walk the hottest desert sand
To have you by my side.
For you are the one
Who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
And touched my soul.
For you are the one
That stepped out of my dreams
Gave me new hope
Showed me what love means.
For you alone
Are my reason to live
For the compassion you show
And the care that you give.
You came into my life
And made me complete
Each time I see you
My heart skips a beat.
For you define beauty
In both body and mind
Your soft, gentle face
More beauty I'll ne'er find.
For you are the one
God sent from above
The angel I needed
For whom I do love.
Friday 22 May 2009
AS I SIT DOWN..LINGER
There's a new wind blowin'
Like I've never known.
I'm breathin' deeper ,
Than I've ever done.
It doesnt feel good,
I thought i had had them gone,
Lettin' go of all my lonely yesterdays.
I tried to forgive myself,
Those past mistakes I've made.
Now there's just one thing,
Not to let the past return,
I wanna walk in staight steps,
For i used to run in circles goin' no-where fast.
I'd take, uh, one step forward,
End up two steps back.
Couldn't walk a straight line even if I wanted to,
Sometimes it's hard for me to understand,
But you're teachin' me to be a better man.
I don't want to take this life for granted,
Like I used to do.
Like I've never known.
I'm breathin' deeper ,
Than I've ever done.
It doesnt feel good,
I thought i had had them gone,
Lettin' go of all my lonely yesterdays.
I tried to forgive myself,
Those past mistakes I've made.
Now there's just one thing,
Not to let the past return,
I wanna walk in staight steps,
For i used to run in circles goin' no-where fast.
I'd take, uh, one step forward,
End up two steps back.
Couldn't walk a straight line even if I wanted to,
Sometimes it's hard for me to understand,
But you're teachin' me to be a better man.
I don't want to take this life for granted,
Like I used to do.
ITS ALRIGHT,
Its alright,
To the teller at the bank,
To the customer
In the supermarket,
You may just be another girl,
To me you are the world.
Its alright,
To the men in the streets,
To those neighbours around you,
To those members of the church,
You are just another woman,
To me,mum, you are so much.
Its alright,
For others to scorn you mum,
For others not to appreciate you,
But ,mum ,i love you still
I owe my life to you mum,
To the teller at the bank,
To the customer
In the supermarket,
You may just be another girl,
To me you are the world.
Its alright,
To the men in the streets,
To those neighbours around you,
To those members of the church,
You are just another woman,
To me,mum, you are so much.
Its alright,
For others to scorn you mum,
For others not to appreciate you,
But ,mum ,i love you still
I owe my life to you mum,
OF MY MIND AND..
It bothers me ,wondering why,
I am sitting here,home alone,
I am hitting,here on my chest
Trying to find answers.
Is it the stubbornness,
As they say,
Of the heart,
I am in need of peace
Of mind body and soul,
As the winds blow away,
As others ran around,
With their pets on chain,
Kids on scooters and bikes,
My mind so far away is,
Searching the skies away
Of his own thoughts,
A man is a product,
So they say,
For what he thinks,
Is what he becomes,
So of my mind i am made of,
Full of thoughts my mind is.
For they will be my words,
And then actions and habits,
My destiny,thoughts
Of my mind will be
I am sitting here,home alone,
I am hitting,here on my chest
Trying to find answers.
Is it the stubbornness,
As they say,
Of the heart,
I am in need of peace
Of mind body and soul,
As the winds blow away,
As others ran around,
With their pets on chain,
Kids on scooters and bikes,
My mind so far away is,
Searching the skies away
Of his own thoughts,
A man is a product,
So they say,
For what he thinks,
Is what he becomes,
So of my mind i am made of,
Full of thoughts my mind is.
For they will be my words,
And then actions and habits,
My destiny,thoughts
Of my mind will be
Tuesday 19 May 2009
RIVER OF LOVE
Hey baby,
Won't you take a little ride with me.
Have a look around ,
See what we can see.
I've got the paddle,
I've got the boat.
Come on baby,
I know she'll float.
We'll go rolling on,
We'll go floating on,
Drift away from all these city lights,
Might rock a little bit,
So hold on tight.
On this river of love.
Let's get carried away with the gentle flow.
Might get caught up in its undertow.
Let's go rolling on the river of love.
I got a little piece of paper,
Let me write you some words .
Got a stream of kisses about million miles long.
Dancing on the water in the moonlight beach.
Sparkling down through the sea of dreams.
Come on and ride with me babe,
The tides are rough,
But we will not capsize,
Come on babe i will paddle ,
And wont let drown..
On this river of love
Won't you take a little ride with me.
Have a look around ,
See what we can see.
I've got the paddle,
I've got the boat.
Come on baby,
I know she'll float.
We'll go rolling on,
We'll go floating on,
Drift away from all these city lights,
Might rock a little bit,
So hold on tight.
On this river of love.
Let's get carried away with the gentle flow.
Might get caught up in its undertow.
Let's go rolling on the river of love.
I got a little piece of paper,
Let me write you some words .
Got a stream of kisses about million miles long.
Dancing on the water in the moonlight beach.
Sparkling down through the sea of dreams.
Come on and ride with me babe,
The tides are rough,
But we will not capsize,
Come on babe i will paddle ,
And wont let drown..
On this river of love
Friday 13 February 2009
VALENTINE MESSAGES FROM HISTORY.
NAPOLEON BONAPARTE'S 1796 DISPATCH TO WIFE JOSESPHINE STARTS OUT MORE AS HATE MAIL THAN A LOVE LETTER.....but grows tender...
Dear Josephine,
I do not love thee any more;on the contrary,i detest thee.Thou art horrid,very awkward,very stupid,a very cinderella.Though dost not love thy husband,though knowest the pleasure that thy letters afford him and dost not write him six lines of even haphazard scribble.
What matter of such impotance is it that takes up your time from writing to your very good lover?
Write me quickly four pages and say those amiable things which fill my heart with sentiment and pleasure.I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under the equator.
Yours
Napoleon
Source:The Sun newspaper,12/02/09.
See the others below...
Dear Josephine,
I do not love thee any more;on the contrary,i detest thee.Thou art horrid,very awkward,very stupid,a very cinderella.Though dost not love thy husband,though knowest the pleasure that thy letters afford him and dost not write him six lines of even haphazard scribble.
What matter of such impotance is it that takes up your time from writing to your very good lover?
Write me quickly four pages and say those amiable things which fill my heart with sentiment and pleasure.I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under the equator.
Yours
Napoleon
Source:The Sun newspaper,12/02/09.
See the others below...
MOZART WALTZING HIS WAY INTO HIS WIFE'S HEART
Dear Constanze,
Dear little wife,i have a number of requests to make.I beg you:
Yours,
Mozart.
Source:The Sun newspaper,England12/2/09.
The question is..would you say this to your wife in thse days?She is gonna probably tell you off.''Why are you controlling me,i am not a kid i can do what i want..''
Am i lying?
Dear little wife,i have a number of requests to make.I beg you:
- Not to be a melancholy.
- Too take care of your health and to beware of the spring breezes.
- Not to go out walking alone-preferably not to go walking at all.
- To feel assured of my love.
Yours,
Mozart.
Source:The Sun newspaper,England12/2/09.
The question is..would you say this to your wife in thse days?She is gonna probably tell you off.''Why are you controlling me,i am not a kid i can do what i want..''
Am i lying?
LORD NELSON TO HIS MISTRESS IN 1803
Emma,
I cannot alter-my love beyond even this world!Nothing will shake it but yourself;and that i will not allow myselffor a moment is possible.I feel you are the real friend of my bossom,and dearer to me than life and thati am the same to you.
Yours
Nelson.
Thats Lord Nelson waxing himself lyrically into Mistress Emma Hamilton;s heart in 1803.
Source:The Sun newspaper,12/02/09-England.
I cannot alter-my love beyond even this world!Nothing will shake it but yourself;and that i will not allow myselffor a moment is possible.I feel you are the real friend of my bossom,and dearer to me than life and thati am the same to you.
Yours
Nelson.
Thats Lord Nelson waxing himself lyrically into Mistress Emma Hamilton;s heart in 1803.
Source:The Sun newspaper,12/02/09-England.
DYLAN THOMS RE-LIGHTS THE FIRE IN 1950
Dear Caitlin,
Have you forgotten me?I am the man you used to say you loved me.
I used to sleep in your arms do you remember?But you never write.You are perhaps mindless of me.I am not of you.I love you.
There isn't a a moment of any hideous day when i do not say to myself, 'it will be all right.I shall go home.Caitilin loves me.I love Caitilin.But perhaps you have forgotten.If you have forgotten or lost affection for me,please my Cat,let me know.I love you.
Dylan.
Source:Sun newspaper,England of 12th Feb,09.
What a way to re-light a fire that seems to be dying.Reminding the wife of the past,those good old days.As i say the past never comes.
Have you forgotten me?I am the man you used to say you loved me.
I used to sleep in your arms do you remember?But you never write.You are perhaps mindless of me.I am not of you.I love you.
There isn't a a moment of any hideous day when i do not say to myself, 'it will be all right.I shall go home.Caitilin loves me.I love Caitilin.But perhaps you have forgotten.If you have forgotten or lost affection for me,please my Cat,let me know.I love you.
Dylan.
Source:Sun newspaper,England of 12th Feb,09.
What a way to re-light a fire that seems to be dying.Reminding the wife of the past,those good old days.As i say the past never comes.
HERE IS ANOTHER GREAT MAN TO HIS WIFE CLEMENTINE
Dear Clementine,
In your letter from Madras,you wrote some words very dear to me, about me having enriched your life.
I cannot tell you what pleasure this gave me,because i feel so overwhelmingly in your debt,if there can be accounts in love.What it has been to me to live all these years in your heart and companionship no phrases can convey.
Time passes swiftly,but it is not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together,amid the stresses o so many eventful and,so millions,tragic and terrible years.
Your loving husband,
Winston.
SOURCE:Sun newspaper,England,12/02/09
In your letter from Madras,you wrote some words very dear to me, about me having enriched your life.
I cannot tell you what pleasure this gave me,because i feel so overwhelmingly in your debt,if there can be accounts in love.What it has been to me to live all these years in your heart and companionship no phrases can convey.
Time passes swiftly,but it is not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together,amid the stresses o so many eventful and,so millions,tragic and terrible years.
Your loving husband,
Winston.
SOURCE:Sun newspaper,England,12/02/09
EVEN ADOLF HITLER WAS IN LOVE...
Adolf Hitler wrote longingly to his wife Eva Braun in 1944.Its a such a suprise that a cruel,evil maniac was in love..see what i mean,read this.....
Eva,
Dont worry about me.I am fine though perhaps tired alittle.I hope to come home soon and then i can rest in your arms.I have a great longing for rest,but my duty to the people comes before everything else.
From my whole heart.
A.H.
Source:The Sun newspaper,England-12/02/09.
Eva,
Dont worry about me.I am fine though perhaps tired alittle.I hope to come home soon and then i can rest in your arms.I have a great longing for rest,but my duty to the people comes before everything else.
From my whole heart.
A.H.
Source:The Sun newspaper,England-12/02/09.
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