Thursday, 28 October 2010

I Can't Touch What is Mine

Those walls built in the morning
While i woke up from the white death
Blocking up the warm light of the morning sun
I try to looking for a little window there
My soul back into cold
Without those warmth touch my cold hands
I realize.....
That my heart too weak to build just a little window there
Tell me why??
I just felt that warmth of morning sun just for two days
And now my life back into cold and bleak.....
Beg for some warmth in this cold morning..
Friday, 30 July 2010

THE BROKEN OATH

Look at my silenced eyes
You will find a shortcut to my muddy heart
What i hide from the world
I'm a coward....
I'm a loser....
I must to strive to take single breath
The oath cuff my wings...
She come and break the chain
I'm free.........
And i've become a coward....
Tuesday, 27 July 2010

ME,THE HERO AND THE SORROW

THOSE EYES REMEMBERED ME TO THE FIRE LEND THE HATRED SOME STRENGTH TO WAKE THE BEAST ITS SOUL DAMNED....... THE WORLD FULL OF DARKNESS THE WORLD FULL OF SPURTED BLOOD DROWN ME INTO THE SINS TILL THE BORDER OF MY LIFE FADE AWAY THE DAWN IS COME... THE HERO REACH ITS HANDS TO ME...TO KILL ME IN FRONT OF THE SORROW...
Friday, 19 March 2010

Sorrow Pt.II

i try to fly without fall i try to swim without sank but . . . . . now i fall and forgotten now i sank and dying. . .alone . . .
Wednesday, 10 March 2010

SOLITUDE

Everyone was afraid of being alone Everyone was afraid of abandonment Everyone was afraid to be forgotten However, whether that will make us not alone when we die? Who will accompany us when we are buried in the dark cold? Whether that will make us never forgotten our bodies decay after one day? Your pretty face will be rotten! ! Your beautiful body would become worthless carcass! ! And all the pride will die with your carcass! ! Do not you think?? Do not you think about DEATH ? ?

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