I'm still waiting for you to come carry me,
run me out of this cell
without a word.
Until I'm able to function again,
know this,
I love you.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Just for the Sack of it
Change is inevitable,
Loved ones die, the perfect job, your career path, political stance, religious stance, social circle, best friend, favorite songs, mobile phone, favorite jeans, weather, homes, blood, favorite food, how fast you type, inspiration, the impossible, fashion, traffic, prespetives, feelings, money, your lighter, your wallet, the handbag you don't go without, markets, stocks, laws, shoe size, bra size, pants size, your whole size, pets, news, favorite candel scent, civilizations, races, how food tastes like, how you like your tea, how you like your eggs, babies are born, batteries die, trees grow, trees are cut down, cars break down, new cars are bought, files are misplaced, new files are made, boss is replaced, you hate the sun, you crave the sun, you hate people, you like them again, you are mainstream, you are individual......
الإنسان إبن الكلب ده
جاب الثوابت و المُسلمات و الإستموات على مجرد إعتقاد منين؟
Loved ones die, the perfect job, your career path, political stance, religious stance, social circle, best friend, favorite songs, mobile phone, favorite jeans, weather, homes, blood, favorite food, how fast you type, inspiration, the impossible, fashion, traffic, prespetives, feelings, money, your lighter, your wallet, the handbag you don't go without, markets, stocks, laws, shoe size, bra size, pants size, your whole size, pets, news, favorite candel scent, civilizations, races, how food tastes like, how you like your tea, how you like your eggs, babies are born, batteries die, trees grow, trees are cut down, cars break down, new cars are bought, files are misplaced, new files are made, boss is replaced, you hate the sun, you crave the sun, you hate people, you like them again, you are mainstream, you are individual......
الإنسان إبن الكلب ده
جاب الثوابت و المُسلمات و الإستموات على مجرد إعتقاد منين؟
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Cocoon
Today there is a glass sheet between the world and me.
It won't dissovle.
"Let it Be....
You are hurting there, on the other side.
I am unable to react.
let it be......
I am silent when I am begged not to be.
I can't help it.
let it be.....
The sheet makes me visible yet not real.
let it be.....
Whispere words of wisdome....
let it be"
It won't dissovle.
"Let it Be....
You are hurting there, on the other side.
I am unable to react.
let it be......
I am silent when I am begged not to be.
I can't help it.
let it be.....
The sheet makes me visible yet not real.
let it be.....
Whispere words of wisdome....
let it be"
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