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Saturday, February 28, 2009
Understanding TIME to enjoy life
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I don’t understand why people restrict themselves to time limits. Students prepare up timetables almost everyday. 6 am – wakeup, then schoo...
Saturday, January 31, 2009
My Reason For Boom-de-ah-dah!
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"I love my cycle I love my dictionary I love great people I love watching Discovery I love the whole world And sweet strawberry Boo...
Aviation
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“Instead of our drab slogging forth and back to the fishing boats, there's a reason to life! We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we...
Friday, January 9, 2009
My Sweet Blood
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With an axe in hand I amputated my own limbs…………. Tore down my skin for those sudden whims………. Also I went further to burn ma eyes………. And...
Picking apart
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Opinions differ and when they differ between the prejudiced, conflicts arise. This status quo is enough for the vitriolic pick apart to com...
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Boom-de-ah-dah
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"I love the mountains I love the clear blue skies I love big bridges I love when great whites fly I love the whole world And all...
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Mistake
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He knocked the door that day And merrily I opened it Asking me to come away, he handed over to me a chit Written in it was a short dictum: ...
Losing Myself
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This pain of separation Leads to abjection Space loaded with emotion Thoughts intermingled with inner-vision Slaughtering my dreams in ...
Saturday, November 1, 2008
No more sweet. I’m 17.
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One year anew has passed, Without any great achievements; Mind is getting indolent; But still towards knowledge it has allurement. C...
Life So Invalid!
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Walk away if you feel so, Crazy heart makes you wanna go Tie up your feelings Burn up your memories Trace back nothing Because there ...
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I saw a boy today a ragamuffin, in his torn, old, dirty, loose clothes which I think someone might have given to him with a merciful heart....
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On this path to tread ahead, On t...
Friday, April 25, 2008
Tribute
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And there he laid- Unperturbed on the black bed; In the midst of crawling animals If it had been me or you.... A multitude may gath...
Inexplicable decline
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When I find my space suffocating me, I turn my attention to that inner voice shouting and screaming trying to explain me that inconvenient ...
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