I need you to imagine something. The fantasies. The ones you yourself pieced together. Since I'm here for you. The others don't get it. They may think they get it, but they don't. And maybe the words you read here guide you right. Towards the light that transform your fantasies into reality!
January 27, 2014
January 22, 2014
January 12, 2014
Steal a heart! Anyways, you're gonna die...
Is it a temporary insanity?!
O' does it give a happy-high?!
Do you know the definitions?!
N' the rules we need to abide by??!!
Apparently its not you!
N' maybe its not me either...
Its not even the blithesome aura
we happen to create together..!
It's beyond all imaginations...
It's about wearing your torn tees;
N' the first sip of your scotch
that instantly puts my brain at ease!
It's more...It's when
you devour my handmade mac n' cheeze;
that's been perfectly burnt.
Yes! 'love' is a mystifying disease!!!
--G
January 9, 2014
January 3, 2014
She was 'the' kite...
The kite yearned to soar aloft;
torn yet inspired!
Who knew destiny had its own intent?!!
bewitched it stuck on a tree long expired...
The wailing kite veiled fiery passion;
lusting to soar aloft!
But destiny knew it would conquer the world,
so burnt with envy; gentle n' slow...
Howbeit the kite still soared aloft;
till its strings fancied free!
Now destiny savored the grievous sight,
while the kite fluttered, stuck in the lifeless tree...
Soon, the kite withered in ugly shades...
Owing to the falling rains, the vibrancy did fade...
It still soared full of pep, with proud n' prettiness!
Today, destiny envies its tornness n' brokenness.
--G
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