What to say about girls? tender delicate flowers

rainbows, cheers, Queens, angels, honey showers

Boys love them deeply but they reject sharply

we feel bad, we weep mad ourselves poignantly

Our love becomes a blossom, it blooms, soon dulls

A love for the boys is a jest for the girls...........

Sunday, April 21, 2013

ME = YOU

Here is the little story about what I experienced after I .... you know, we separated...


I never said anything offensive yet, I repent in a very dismal.
I never wanted you to go away but time got me, very painful,
thus moving on is moving away from the dear of my heart
but I was stuck in a vice squeezed between future and past
and I missed my present , you!

Oceans are my thoughts for you and I couldn't bring them
to you 'cause you put a range of hills with a small orifice
that a tiny fish got stuck, I bore the greatest, my life's price
It squealed a lot but it was mute, it was my love's gem
and I missed my present, you!

If I could show you I was a tree, you named me fruitless
If I could make  a dessert of my heart, you spat tasteless
then was the time I waited for you, trying the best of mine
I never expected, on your dish else anybody would sign.
but I missed my present, you!

She saw not the fruit but the shade I gave and trusted me
She admired not the taste but the good that came from it
I was with her, so true but the fact remains that you own me
If you were the peak of my life, she was just a honey pit
and I missed my present... you!

Why did I miss you? just dive in my ocean.. discover you
Did I really miss you? Ask the moon, for he heard me too
I'm a zero in my life, agreed but you just one beside me
we'll make a complete ten, wonderful,didn't you see?
and I miss my present... without you!