never fading

this pictures...

you...me...ours

reflections of sweet and bitter past

a recollection of before

and revival after

like things.. they too shall pass..

but memories last..

if the heart keeps the picture within..



so...



if pictures fade
would i fade,too?

life is math

if i pick the black one...

how much would it cost?

if I pick the white with feathers on it..

how much would i add?

If i pick the smallest..

how much would i subtract?

if i take all..

how many times would my bill multiply?

if you sum all..

how much would each pay?

-tetah

in the river, i step

the gentle breeze touches my legs

the stones feels good

pebbles massaging my heels

the water freely flowing

softly ticklin my skin

the memories, they flow with it

sweet and refreshing

like i was just a liitle girl

like the glittering dust of gold

like the scorching light of the sun

like the shimmerng light of the moon

like the twinkling brightness of the stars

i remain stranger in the eyes of the blind

pretentious

if roses are red
and so with blood
why pick white?

once upon a time

that one dark night
brightened an empty heart
those eyes...
glittered like stars
those smiles...
bloomed like summer daffodils
that voice
wakes a sleeping consciousness

fire slowly fades
time rolled so fast
a cinderella night
departs with a longing heart
how will the story end?
shall they ever met again
and fall like romeo and juliet?
or shall it be a hello and goodbye story?

insensitive

this weary heart i have
longs to boldly care in this lonely abode
for i have kept it only for myself
selfish!

now, i have feared
that this might forever be hidden
if it will so
then i would pass easily
from those people's craving memory

but how could i?
that simple powerful three words
i could not even whisper
this hardened heart has slowly soften
but this lips had seem to be closed for eternity
when will i be brave?
when will i be strong?