Monday, February 1, 2010



..and they shall stretch their arms in the sky...
-TENT CITY with the kids.. feeding program..-





Each tear that drops in the flood
flows painfully in the blood
cruel it may seem
but nature cries as well

That which many have died
and only few were lucky
but survivors have died twice
their heart and their soul
were drowned a million times after

luckiness have brought them misfortune
and even the last glint of hope
hid its light from their eyes
That quick darkness...
that instant loneliness...
have brought them endless nightmares..
for everday..
they wished to live..
but for once in their life
they wanted to die

Friday, January 29, 2010

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When light hits the day
a new life begins
and death commences
one by one..
they fall like pine leaves
season changes
comes fall, comes winter
comes winter, comes summer
and lovely spring shall hold its magic wand
and bring death to life
for another tiny seed had grew
and that dying tree shall spreads its baby leaves.


Thorned
I just love to be hurt
cause the pain...
it stings my innocence
brings me to reality
life is not a fantasy
life is a thorn... rusting in time
scratches your skin
shedding crimson dew
the pain lingers
scars..they remain
and things would never be the same again...

Monday, January 25, 2010

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



Friday, January 22, 2010



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