Have you ever felt a silence so deafening, wishing a conversation could subdue it?
Listen! The silence speaks!
In loud maddening voices and hushed tones, through which loneliness sneaks.
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Tread carefully over wet paint on the floor,
Once marked, it will, distort the beauty of the floor.
No amount of paint on top, can ever make it new,
A moment of recklessness, for everyone to view.
"Trust", don't you think is like wet paint then?
Once tainted, is very hard to gain.-
Have you ever felt a silence so loud that it is deafening?
Should you then be comforted that it is just your loneliness beckoning?-
Crept into my life, tall and proud.
And rushed in swiftly stirring Havoc.
Stripped me down and left me bare,
And shattered my core to a million pieces.
As i knelt to gather my broken pieces,
He stood there still, he stood there still.
- S.Lemdor
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Gulping down her words, her teeth inches towards her lips. The familiar taste of copper consumes her once again as she sheds her pain in tears.
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Saying nothing with you is more fun than a thousand conversations with other people.
Doing nothing with you is more fun than going to places without you in it.
It is hard to believe that when i am with you, time seem to stand still, and peace and calm consumes me like a baby cocooned in mother's arms.
Everytime I look at you, and i am reminded of flowers, breeze, sunshine and the fresh smell of grass after rain.
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I have forgotten how it feels like to fall in love.
To have those mixed feelings of comfort and excitement.
Like the kind we get after sipping on a cup of warm tea and a tall glass of whiskey.-
May you never steal, lie or cheat.
But if you must steal, steal away my sorrows.
If you must lie, lie beside me all the days of my life.
And if you must cheat, cheat death.-
She keeps looking for answers,
Answers to questions she do not know of.
She keeps seeking for happiness,
Happiness she cannot put a definition to.
Somewhere, some place, she knew she lost her spirit.
In the form of words hurled at her,
In the form of treatments metted to her.
Be grateful, be thankful, be respectful they said.
A ball of words cocooned,
Cocooned in a hard shell of self disgust and pity.
Too hardened to break free from,
Too painful to go back to.
Somewhere, some place, she knew she got stuck.
Time moving, years growing, but feelings still stuck.
Stuck in those so many somewheres she doesnt want to remember of.
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This moatsu,
Sow a little love and happiness.
And let the world reap the bountiful harvest
"Happy and blessed moatsu"
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