You Weren't Born This Way
“Oh boy, when you were Nine,
And in kitchen you're between so
many aura of feminine,
They said you to leave...
And separation with discrimination
just begin at that time !!!
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Why is there nothing beautiful left to miss anymore ?
Why I not miss a darn thing ?
A first kiss, a very first clashing of fingers, the brushing murmur of leaves and dry pages in my throat, incidents of rib battering laughter gushing out of our mouths like sinful fountains giving us life when the sadness pours out like acid, no place for it inside our bodies.
Why do I not miss loving you, or when you once loved me back ?
Why do I not remember the pain of that ?
I am sure... Surely don't miss !!!-
Sometimes the faces of misfortune and luck are same,
I still can't differentiate between of those two faces.— % &-
The sound of midnight roar ,
Her heart beats a little more ,
The deeper of night time;
Encourages womanizer ,
Oh she is next to the door,
Stood frozen with fear ,
....the rest is still to bear !,
Cause she's living between womanizer ,
Praying God for the early morning comer ,
Cause she is completely insecure! .-
I don't know why he still loves me so much!
I never had given a red rose to my father.-
A great success is having mental peace,
And we all can achieve it with regular practice.-