Maybe he’s not pessimistic …maybe just in need of light as much as darkness…
Moon …stars….clouds…light….dullness…heaven…barely hell….fire..death…all one and same.

Notice how they glitter… Stars…like an I.O.U….
How the winds call to u ….then frighten u just a little…
and embrace u when you start shivering…
maybe he’s one of the chosen ones … like one child of nature…like one eternel child…always getting hurt…never failing to stand up…crying…barely heard…barely wanting to be heard….

How gross to watch what he never asked for…and even grosser to see what his mind and soul commands ….

She thinks a little …. but guess wat? a little too much…. it starts pounding… no moon today…rain..thunder…loneliness..pain… if only she could have a roof of her own …. with stars of her own…here nothing belongs to her…alien to all..to death…to the past….to wat could be….to wat is….yet she smiles…

He says he’s helpless…. he says he sometimes cries…. he says he hides….

she says she angers… she says she cries… she says she pulls away the truth…

Refuge in the endless child we are … yet…. world’s apart…. dimensions away… thoughts deviently extremes …so different…. so alike in one tiny breach …. out in a million…. they might have the moon in common … maybe…that could even be an assumption….

A world of his own…his secret island….his secret hides…his memory loss…his confusion….his apathy…his happiness..his tears…his loneliness….

Hush hush….better days might come …yet….

Pleasure and pain….she wonders too… is that all we’ve got?

When am lost and lonely, there is always a red house with whom i converse, with whom I tell all my pain & the red house stays there looking at me and accept everything I say. Without a judging face, a heart tearing sarcastic word, without a sigh of annoyment…

I just don’t know where I am, if am the right track, with nothing to compare me to or someone to compare me with my old self… But what am sure about is my love for you my brother, I know, its true I miss you, your genuine you!!!

and strangely… I feel more anguished! *mang*

Great work…

it aint the only things life is made up of nit.. but its true many things revolve around these two..

very often we tend to sit back n think .. but it mostly in times wen u down .. and sad.. those r moments where we tend to ponder on things around us.. on life..
des fois lost in da bliss of joy n happiness. we kind of are so ..engross in there.. we dnt realy think abt it.. but wen we do stop very often its coz theres smthing on our mind.. theres smthing that aint going right.. we then try to get a meaning for the Y of these hapenings..

life aint gona b bliss all way through and its so damn true all u said.. coz .. wen u got smthing we dnt see the realy pleasure of it ..its wen u lost it.. or its so far away do we realy stand and stop.. and think back.. and then say
hell .. where da hell.. do i stand… wats all these hapening.. y aint it like before.. but then the before aint there.. coz its now .. and this now.. wnt be here as well .. coz it will b gone..

guess there r points in life where we all stand and think of how we were , what weve been through ek wehre we now stand..
of our dreams.. of ourselves.. how we got lost and entangled in this vicious cycle around us.. somtimes forgeting the very essence of our dreams.. and wat we really wanted..

mais c les zhose de lavie .. all things got a reason to be .. or so i do think n beleive.. there r things that gona happen n u just dnt have any answer to the y , wat, how , or wen.. its just beyond ur means.. and all u can surely do is think…
think abt it all.. and ponder on them.. yet .. there are mere thoughts.. that rotate around.. and keep u busy .. and keep u awake ..
for since u think.. means .. u know theres smthing somewhere that aint right,,,