Wonderings
I liked the way he looked at me
Like I was the only thing he could see
or that was worth looking at.
I liked the smile he made for me
A tailored face, specifically
to tell me what he couldn't say.
I liked the things that went unsaid
The message in the nod, the tilt of his head,
the eye contact held too long.
I liked his arms, skin brushing skin
A s...
Friday 18th January 2019 6:05 pm
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE
Faces are dull, lamps are lit,
The room is black and I am alone,
Dreaming something but reality is different,
I don't know what's going to happen
I didn't know what will I do
Stand upon the stool
Or see in a mirror like a fool,
But I said to myself, 'I have to be cool'
Nothing seems to be different,
As I follow the same me,
I have no difference nor glee in me.
Everyone has...
Sunday 7th February 2016 3:58 pm
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