Words Afterall

I [me]

When i feel like all alone, a strand of hope goes to u

When i feel like a cactus on a stupendous savana

A piece of questions I ask to u

Something is telling me

That the moon is more beautifull then the stars

But For me,

The stars are quite beautifull 'coz its light is sencere and real

even its flickered..

Love is not to be have It's enough to be felt

True love will be true only when we believe that's true

And there's no wall will crash u

When u tell me u dont believe it

'coz I dont believe it

I wana stand up

But I cant for any number of reason

Untill I've got these words ;

I was given more than I give

I was trusted more than I trust

I was loved more than I love

and I was kept more than I keep

For any kind of it

A bit of light maybe the fore runner of a abright way

By now, There'll be a new sign

That something that we looking for

Is not to be found

But, It has to be strove on

The same to our relationship

Bull shit if it will last forever more

But It could be real

Only when we believe

We could afford it To Be Forever...

And even more...

[pipiholic]

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Broken Poemz

You are in my thoughts;

I am not in yours

It pains a little

But I didn’t ask you

I didn’t ask you to do the same

I didn’t ask you to love me back

I didn’t ask you to miss me

I didn’t ask you to think

As You are in my thoughts;

I am not in yours

It feels frustrating

But I didn’t ask you

I didn’t ask you to be mine

I didn’t ask you to write me sonnets

I didn’t ask you to dream me

I didn’t ask you to be part of me

As You are in my thoughts;

I am not in yours

It hurts too much

But I didn’t ask you

Wish I’d have really asked you

For if you ever feel the same pain too

Do not tell me how does it feels

As I will know it

As You are in my thoughts;

I am not in yours

Love blossomed and I knew it was meant to be,

He too knew this was what he ever wanted to be,

He says he knows me,

I know he doesn’t,

He says he can read my mind,

But I know he doesn’t, I know he doesn’t

For if he knew- he would feel how much I love,

Its blooming like lillies with silent passion,

For if he knew- how it hurts me too,

Its paining me ever with silent torture

But I know he doesn’t, I know he doesn’t

He knows the song in my heart so is his claim,

Little he knows the pure hymns of his name,

He says he knows the dreamy dreams I see,

But not about the real life where there was he,

But I know he doesn’t, I know he doesn’t

Now that I’ll be long gone I hope he reads this,

And know that its him that I am writing,

And if he now understands the signs,

Tell him I knew it -but,

I know he doesn’t

I know he doesn’t

~anonymous~