St Extent
St Extent has declared in
private St Quantity is
lost in
the condition of
amusement.
Nothing is impossible with God,
His might and power are vast and broad.
To some extent
My existence is being questioned
For the choices I've made
My dreams are being queried
For watching me sleep and still dream
My conscience is being crucified
For the horrible horrors I've accepted in life
My heart is being broken
For the unhealthy living and uncertainties
My soul seeks refuge
For all it witnessed and fear may consume me
I love my lover
for her beautiful alluring face
for her nice style of talking
for her standard of living
for her choices alike me
for her status in society
for her attitudes towards me
I don't know for what
I love myself first
with in the campus of that
I keep my all desires and philosophy
I see her from my own angle
which is suited to me
if favored to my own likeness
to that extent I love her
is it not true and selfish
We pardon to the extent that we love. (Francois de La Rochefoucauld)
I've forgiven you
No, you didn't ask for it
Can't breathe without you
Eileen Manassian Ghali
To a certain extent we have no love,
Angry words spat can never be withdrawn.
To a certain extent one may never smile again,
No joy, no sense of humor.
To a certain extent insecurity strikes,
Yet none of it were we ever given.
To a certain extent one isn't himself,
'If they discover, I take quietus'
To a certain extent we are blind,
Even an insensible can sense the tension.
To a certain extent we are always unaware,
'If only we had taken to be awake.'
To a certain extent one might never write again.
Ink and paper present, thoughts blunt.
To a certain extent be inpersistant.
Lest you pursue harm.
To a ungraceful exent,
I might not see the kingdom.
If only it had come to my knowledge
How uncertain the extent was.
To a greater extent we are bitter.
To a uncertain extent we are at peace.
To this extent we are alive.
To an unknown extent we are dead.
To an annoying extent we laugh.
To certain extent we cry.
To a certain exent we consequently act.
Yet to another,
Nay, no consequenses.
Do you know the great extent of your sins
They are as black as your soul
Opens the hard hate inside
Sins that are deep inside are dangerous
Pain issued by your dark void
Terror, the end of life
Russell Sivey
You've ended my reign
With every piece of my heart you've cut
With every bit of taste
You taste my pain
Soaking in this abandonment,
I loathe you
But even worse, I love you
Now you know the extent of my pain
And everyday I wake up with aches
Leaking from my heart
But still I stand up
Knowing how much beauty in this world
I know I'll get over this heartache
Loving you was never a mistake
A mistake I made correctly
So don't worry because I'm moving on
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