This blog is dedicated to my love. She is an Angel in disguise. She is my FALLEN ANGEL..
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Friday, November 01, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
I never thought angels will cry
Fallen Angel, a photo by onkel_wart (thomas lieser) on Flickr.
Today I'm feeling the pain deep inside
You're no more with me,
I won't blame you for what happned
The line was very thin between us
I tried to keep my heart strong
but it's my destiny to bear this pain for ever
It's my punishment for loosing the fight
Give me a good bye kiss for the last time
Tell me on my face that you never want to see my face again
I tried to hold my breath, beacuse every breath gives me pain
You are the fallen angel I found some years back
you speak the words of my heart, eyes so pure
actions so loving, you wisperd words I wanted to hear
You loved me as I always wanted to get loved
I thought angels are strong as God
How an angel get hurt..?
How an angel can harm you..?
But I was wrong, Angels can fall
They get hurt, they cry, their tears can bun you in hell
I unknowingly wounded a free beautiful angel
I made her fall on rocks & I draged her through mud
I never thought angels can also fall
I never thought angels can get hurt
I never thought angels will cry
I never thought angels can curse me to burn in hell
Today I'm on my knees, for forgiveness
I deserve what I'm going through now.
Everyting changed badly, very badly.
I'm a prisoner of hell, I reached where I belong.
Friday, September 06, 2013
thoughts of a one another sleepless night...
sometimes there is no difference between a strong and a weak person..
both have to bear the nonsense of life due to their personality
both have to be alone in life.
both have to bear their pain by themselves only..
no one would come for their escape.
both knows the art of tolerance
both suffers due to their own selves..
both at one point or another hate themselves
its 5 in the morning and I didn't slept whole nyt thinking about whats the difference than ..
there has to be some difference .
I think at this juncture of struggle
I feel strong people has never hopes of somebody being standing with them
to support and weak people have always this benefit of getting supported and
loved end number of times in their life
because they knows the art of telling that we need someone
\and we stupid strong people chooses to be that someone
because we have learnt the art of pretending that we don't need
anyone and we will manage our own how stupid
just to be the hope of someone
we chose to be hopeless..to be alone .. to be mountain..
lucky weak people they know one day or another they will get their hope..
what a bad luck..
both have to bear the nonsense of life due to their personality
both have to be alone in life.
both have to bear their pain by themselves only..
no one would come for their escape.
both knows the art of tolerance
both suffers due to their own selves..
both at one point or another hate themselves
its 5 in the morning and I didn't slept whole nyt thinking about whats the difference than ..
there has to be some difference .
I think at this juncture of struggle
I feel strong people has never hopes of somebody being standing with them
to support and weak people have always this benefit of getting supported and
loved end number of times in their life
because they knows the art of telling that we need someone
\and we stupid strong people chooses to be that someone
because we have learnt the art of pretending that we don't need
anyone and we will manage our own how stupid
just to be the hope of someone
we chose to be hopeless..to be alone .. to be mountain..
lucky weak people they know one day or another they will get their hope..
what a bad luck..
i want to be free
I am just tired of myself..
this stronginess of mine is making me in prison of my ownself.
I want to live normal
I just hate for being like this
every time any thing goes beyond my thoughts and everytime I say its ok..
but its not ok..
I want to cry aloud
I want to crib , I want to complaint , I want to get pampered..
I want to share my every insecurities, my pain, my desires, my wishes
I want to be annoying , irritating, and bad..
but this is just not happening
my ownself is not allowing me to do so..
I want to handover my all worries to someone who I know will take care of me..
I want some shoulders to cry for.
I want someone to let me please take me out of , myownself give his hands and say why the hell you don't share and bear all your nonsense thoughts alone. I m there tell me and I will see what needs to be done and I will say every single thought of mine.
but that's just not happening. because I m strong I am supposed to be like this. that I will handle and manage alone. I myself has made me this stupid strong person.
but I m tired now
I want to break down in to pieces with a hope that somebody would collect me again and will make a different me out of my own broken pieces.
I just badly wants to be free of my self my ownself..
this stronginess of mine is making me in prison of my ownself.
I want to live normal
I just hate for being like this
every time any thing goes beyond my thoughts and everytime I say its ok..
but its not ok..
I want to cry aloud
I want to crib , I want to complaint , I want to get pampered..
I want to share my every insecurities, my pain, my desires, my wishes
I want to be annoying , irritating, and bad..
but this is just not happening
my ownself is not allowing me to do so..
I want to handover my all worries to someone who I know will take care of me..
I want some shoulders to cry for.
I want someone to let me please take me out of , myownself give his hands and say why the hell you don't share and bear all your nonsense thoughts alone. I m there tell me and I will see what needs to be done and I will say every single thought of mine.
but that's just not happening. because I m strong I am supposed to be like this. that I will handle and manage alone. I myself has made me this stupid strong person.
but I m tired now
I want to break down in to pieces with a hope that somebody would collect me again and will make a different me out of my own broken pieces.
I just badly wants to be free of my self my ownself..
Monday, July 29, 2013
The love that we share is its one of a kind & will be there forever..
When nights come and
when the darkness falls
The stars twinge so bright
Everything reminds me of your beauty
A look that make me freeze
that glittery eyes speaks a lot
a smile that is heavenly pure
Touch that’s so soothing
A laugh that make your face more beautiful
A never ending desire that burn inside me
for that warm embrace,
for that passionate kiss
for that heart touching charm of yours
That moment when I feel your breath touching me
make me realize that the love that we share
is its one of a kind & will be there forever..
when the darkness falls
The stars twinge so bright
Everything reminds me of your beauty
A look that make me freeze
that glittery eyes speaks a lot
a smile that is heavenly pure
Touch that’s so soothing
A laugh that make your face more beautiful
A never ending desire that burn inside me
for that warm embrace,
for that passionate kiss
for that heart touching charm of yours
That moment when I feel your breath touching me
make me realize that the love that we share
is its one of a kind & will be there forever..
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