It’s just another day

Remember that one night on the town

You could be my ‘unintended friend’

Look at the blue skies gone gray

The worst is almost over


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Let’s have another one, ready for the indefinite counting?
Remember still that short half a day togetherness we ever had? 

It was that another day, with the girl I like

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I never knew that cupid felt like this

I’m willing to buy his arrows of loneliness

When my heart broke did you like the sound of it?

You said at least a song will come out of it

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Under the bright blue skies before it shifted and at last gone grey 

I left you a question to be answered, have you found it yet?

Before we made a wrap of the day

So, what is loving capable of doing?

It’s infinite, ever so elusive. It works like a magic.”

I’m moving on, I don’t even know her


Yes, that’s the end.  

We said our last goodbye

I think I’ll go home and cry


This is song for you

It is just another day


Twenty Fine

She turned twenty five and the best thing of it she knew herself better

Twenty five years spent she experienced rainbow colors

But she cherished the most what was dear in heart

She kept a journal out of her memories; to keep her alert how far she had been walking and made effort for another drawn

She turned twenty five, but her color stay the same

She could change into brown, blue or violet sky

It was only to disguise, so did what had been kept in a jar. She let it be a secret.

Time will tell. Time will let it be revealed.”

 

Crashed


“When My

  1. Love

Swears that She is Made of Truth”

When my love swears that she is made of truth,

I do believe her, though I know she lies,

That she might think me some untutored youth,

Unlearned in the world’s false subtleties.

Thus, vainly thinking that she thinks me young,

Although she knows my days are past the best,

Simply credit her false-speaking tongue;

On both sides thus is simple truth supprest.

But wherefore says she not she is unjust?

Oh, love best habit is in seeming trust 

And wherefore say not to have years told:

Therefore I lie with her and she with me,

And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

*a poem by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

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She tought of inexperience youth; seemingly lacking in colors

Even when it served her the best plain and simple

Her nature spoke of in denial even when the echo kept on gauging strongly 

She had no better escape but to embrace what was initially unintended

Let loose of the fact what she had no control over, days passed and it got her crashed