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You came into my life, why? I didn’t invite you, I never wanted you around, you
know this , but you will not leave, you don’t know how much I hate you, and yet I
don’t hate anyone or anything. When you hate, to me, it is the same as killing. If I
only knew how to kill you ……. It would have been done many times over. I awake
every morning and there you are, ready to make my life miserable, the one thing
you enjoy most in your life. Wherever I go, you follow bringing your misery into my
life. Why cant you just leave and leave me in peace? I fight with you every day, and
it hurts so much, so much it hurts to fight with anyone, even you. There is one
way and only one way to rid you of me. I think of this often, but then where would I
be? I would not be, because you are part of me, your name is bi-polar. Handed
down from my father and from his father, and from me to my son, but he refuses
to recognize you, so he fights you without help he could get. If he would only say I
know who you are. I hurt for him everyday, and then I pray.
Oh God please forgive me for what I have brought upon my son. Son, I love you,
and am so sorry for what you go through. Maybe someday we will talk again. Dad
I hate shopping
but when I go shopping
I know what I’m looking for
I go to the right store
I go to the right floor
I grab it
they bag it
and I am out the door
Shopping is an awful chore
How do I live without her?
How do I face the day?
How do I keep my sanity?
While my life slips away
How do I survive with out her?
Now my life is so cold
I can’t live without her
She no longer walks this world
Try so hard to understand
Because there’s no reasons why
She belongs beside me
Not with god in the sky
Want to say goodbye to tomorrow
But this life don’t belong to me
So until god really for me to join her
I must learn to live in misery
Love turns my mountain
In to a little stone
Love sends a knife inside me
Didn’t stop till it hit the bone
How do I tell my heart?
There’s nothing to live for
How do i say to my life?
I don’t need you no more
And oh how I hate love
For what it’s done to me
It turns my fairy tale
In to a horror mystery
Why did faith direct this?
And who wrote the script
Why did they turn my life?
Into a tales fro the crypt
Everyday I get older
My pain is getting worst
And when the grim reaper comes
This chapter will close
And in the green valley
Where the water flows
On the hill under a willow
Is where my soul will go
You’re not one of a kind
You get drunk,
You like wars
But you told me
You smoke because you felt nervous when you’re with me
You get drunk ‘coz you think I don’t love you
You like wars ‘coz you’ll fight for me.
My eyes told me too
I hate your lips,
I hate your eyes,
I hate how it looks at me.
But you told me more
You wish to kiss my lips
You love my sparkling eyes
That makes you driving you crazy.
I almost hate everything about you
You’re not attractive, not at all
But what makes it wrong?
You make my heart beats strong.
But you almost love everything about me
I attract you like no one ever did
That’s all for you what makes it right
You’re my Mr. Wrong, but I’m you’re Mr. Right.
Now I hate myself even more
But my heart told me so
I love you more and more
I love my Mr. Wrong
Whispers in the dark
Thoughts of you.
a meeting at the park,
A memory, a flash
Surrounded by pin-drop silence.
The saddest thing in the world,
I have lost all meanings of life.
My mind overflows with memories
Of those few green and fair days.
How do I mend my broken heart ?
I hate this idea of my heart
That you are the one thing,
Whom I want the most but can't have.
You tore my heart into two,
One part has lost all and
The other still thinking for you.
I hate this feeling of pain,
I'm not gonna let you say.....
When they love their children as much as they hate us the war will be over
Its doesn't matter which side your on
Whether your a viva viva palestina
Or an am yisrael chai
You know which side is evil, committed all
Wrongs, sometimes you meet people who
Extol the virtues of this treacherous,
Terrible oppressor /terrorist
With their shock and awe tactics and
Disregard for freedom or the right to life And the pursuit of happiness
And sometimes for a minute, particularly
When you talk to someone you think is
Intelligent it becomes harder to maintain the
View on this malignant party you tried hard
To campaign for and against and although
Peace (of mind) is all you want
All you could dream of
With this entity at the negotiating table
Independence is swapped for catastrophe And war
If you give them what they want you will
Have nothing except the need to a right of
Return to a better time
For years no one ever had a clue...
Of the secret she hid..no one knew..
The child inside her never shed a tear...
Although she lived everyday with fear...
She grew up never knowing what love was...
Till that fateful day, when he met him on the bus..
He was tall and handsome and had a great smile...
Knew all the words making her feel worthwhile...
They fell in love and soon were married...
And that’s when things changed...the love got buried..
The days were long and the nights were lonely...
They seldom spoke, and if only...
She hadn’t seen that ad...this never would have happened..
Join the Garden Club today and...
wipe all your cares away
There’s more to this story..I must conceive...
So please follow this sequel and I believe....
You will stop and think of the words I wrote...
And perhaps even take your own personal note....
WHEN I WAS WONDERING
IN THE GATE OF THE PARADISE IN THE EARTH…
SOMEBODY WAS SHOUT AT MY EAR....
" WHOM YOU ARE????" WITH A SHOCK I SAID
"I AM A HUMBLE HUMAN"
"WHAT YOU WANT?????" THERE THE SHOUTED AGAIN
I SAID " I WANNA LOVE...." AGAIN THE SHOUT IS THERE..
"WHAT KIND OF LOVE YOU WANNA????"
" THERE IS FATHER'S LOVE, THERE IS MOTHER'S LOVE..
THERE IS SON'S LOVE, THERE IS DAUGHTER'S LOVE...
THERE IS BROTHER'S LOVE, THERE IS SISTER'S LOVE...
THERE IS HUSBAND'S LOVE. THERE IS WIFE'S LOVE...
THERE IS LOVER'S LOVE, THERE IS MATE'S LOVE...
THERE IS FIANCE'S LOVE, THERE IS FRIEND'S LOVE...
THERE IS DOCTOR'S LOVE, THERE IS LAWYER'S LOVE..."
I SAID "I WANNA LOVE FOR ALL...."
" DO YOU HAVE ANY BUCKS FOR THE SAME????"
THE SHOUT IS AGAIN.. I SAID MY WALLET IS EMPTY...
"THEN YOU HAVE THE HATE WITH ME...AT FREE OF COST..."
" IF YOU TAKE HATE FOR ALL..
YOU WILL GET FREE ONE GRAM OF LOVE..."
“And you can use it your own way!”
In the paradise in the earth
The price of love going high and high..
And you can never afford the love..
In your life time, because the price will never comedown.... “
I look around to see the source of shout..
Then I see the devil of evil,
the emperor of the paradise in the earth..
the Saataan the great, laughing at me in loud….
~ (~) "Because yes I believe as well-true abhorrence is the springboard for more pain, love
is the land of peace that lie between." "Denial the raging river running through it!" (~) ~
~ (~) "Who in the back row, maybe in the front or some where in the middle or between the
middle of the two... ?" (~) ~
~ (~) "Would it be for an honest peace I would myself, maybe for one of you as-well, but for
aggression I will not bow down!" (~) ~
~ (~) "I'd just-soon-parish, because I will never bow down." "Because yes I know love as
with hate offers more, but something far greater... !" (~) ~
~ (~) Because to know love I believe-is to cherish the-gift of allowance, to own the face
brimming with the pleasure of this delight, but to be certain also to oppose it as well, it's
always ones given right... hate will never know this delight. (~) ~
~ (~) Because I know mid toils and travels time ticks away yes hope advances pride waylays
to and fro, true peace consumes. (~) ~
~ (~) Golden nuggets turn mossy brown in the streams-time laughs promenades all things
are prosperous within the able hands of grace. (~) ~
~ (~) God's-tender tears-illuminated cascading-down-on-all-are-exemplified by-the-rains I
feel-as-they-fall, delighted divinity leaps as it sings-love devoted... it prances... . (~) ~
~ (~) Because I believe as well today loving moreover is prudent the struggle furthermore
the prize, death of hate the mighty reprise. (~) ~
~ (~) Tiny like a drop in a bucket hopeful is the soul who though longing still remains open.
~ (~) Humbled are the ones who want for nothing more, daring to go further offering all they-
can. (~) ~
~ (~) Exulted and merry are the ones who accept this, joining them, journeying along as they
would with them in the beauty of this. (~) ~
~ (~) Open to the willing peace once the quest of us all yes each our plight now the
opportunity presents itself again propels us all together to know, yes-come to-own-for-
ourselves-this-delight, the bucket full now sent-to-overflowing washing-the-dirt from our feet;
because-lowly is the cry-for-peace... love-the-ladder its-gracious-provision...
because though-partial to freedom and honor; cut down prematurely on-occasion surrounded-
by-doubt... rising in the effort-love-budding-expects nothing treasures everything is in one
way or the other always blooming;
its-joy-forevermore consuming... ! (~) ~