Where do the good times disappear,
When they have come and gone....?
Replaced with new friends, not by choice,
But cause something went wrong?
My new friends may bring with them,
Some words that make me smile,
Still I feel melancholy,
For what was once our style.
I think about times passage,
About a promise gone,
Are friendships not forever?
Meant not to last for long?
At end of each new day now,
Without a word from you....
I try to cover up the hurt,
Pretend that I'm not blue.
I try to go on with my life,
Accept you're not a part,
But sad eyes are the mirror of,
The ache that fills my heart.
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Nov 3, 2010
Oct 31, 2010
Me In This Heat
Every summer morning it is the same case,
I wake up because; the sun shine falls right on my face.
I try hard to sleep again,
But all my effort goes in vain.
Finally, I get up to start the day’s race,
I take a dip in cool water to find solace.
And just when I start enjoying the chill,
The warm air comes for the kill.
It gets almost impossible to walk on the street,
As I feel like fainting in this scorching heat.
Sitting at the bus stop is as of being cooked on a grill,
Trust me, I am serious and not building a mountain out of a molehill.
It feels so much better when the climate is cool and the surrounding is greener,
Ironically the same Sun that soothes me in winter, tends to burn in summer.
Oh, how wonderful it gets in the rain,
When the cool breeze blows and washes away all your strain.
I sit here and visualize that refreshing feel,
Like a magic worked and filled me with a rejuvenated zeal.
How I wish these thoughts come true to their meaning,
And little do I realize that it is nothing but day-dreaming.
Submitted by
Moniez
Oct 29, 2010
Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.
Only great minds can read this...
This is weird, but interesting!
fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too.Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is t aht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it
Submitted by
Moniez
Oct 27, 2010
True Beauty
The Beauty of innocence penetrated the darkness,
Illuminate the entire night.
Shine of wisdom, love & Sincerity,
Making its presence,
To give us clarity.
Fearlessness, strength & sweetness are the jewels those shine,
Making its way,
To rupture the ruthless pride.
Create a world that make you smile,
Develop a confidence that never dies.
Submitted by
Moniez
Oct 24, 2010
I don't
I don't close my eyes,
because, when
I close my eyes,
I see her in my dreams.
because, when
I close my eyes,
I see her in my dreams.
I don't open my message inbox,
because, when
I open it,
I expect her message to arrive.
because, when
I open it,
I expect her message to arrive.
I don't utter a single word,
because, when
I speak,
I speak only about her.
because, when
I speak,
I speak only about her.
I don't write a single word,
because, when
I write,
I eulogize her.
because, when
I write,
I eulogize her.
I don't go out,
because, when
I wish to do so,
I expect her to come with me.
I don't read a single word, because, when
I wish to do so,
I expect her to come with me.
because, when
I read,
I want to read her name.
Submitted by
Moniez
Oct 21, 2010
Was it U Or Was It Us?
When I looked at you someone whispered
From the heavens above He affirmed
Was it you or was it us?
Felt everything so picturesque since then
Time flies and so does love
Just for you my feelings began to grow
What it you or was it us?
Just like dew drops on a leaf flow
Last mile definitely made the difference
When I look back at my life journey
Was it you or was it us?
Now on it feels much easier to walk with you honey
World simply calls it a “Marriage”
But some kind of miracle happened by His grace
Was it you or was it us?
It gave the word “Marriage” a much better face.
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Moniez
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