>me<

Welcome to my World..

Spend all your time waiting For that second chance For a break that would make it okay There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's vultures and thieves at your back And the storm keeps on twisting You keep on building the lie That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escaping one last time It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees In the arms of an angel Fly away from here From this dark cold hotel room And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your silent reverie You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort there You're in the arms of the angel May you find some comfort here

>Reminisce<

Monday, August 06, 2007

-How beautiful is the night.....-

A dewy freshness fills the silent air.It's almost 3 o clock in the night and i'm still awake thinking......thinking what? Got to really find the answer.It has been quite sometime now that i am sitting with the white sheet of paper and writing nothing.But i know i have a lot of things to write.

Are you awake like me and thinking.I don't think you are......if you could just be awake and look beyond your windows, you could have seen the halcyon sky through which the silent air is drifting away with an earnest promise of a cognent tommorrow.A tommorrow which would be so disparate than today.Probably no, you are sleeping.

Probably you would be lying in your cradle of chimera with your throe all kept outside the door of your room.With you head lying on the soft pillow i can see a smile on your face.You are happy .....isn't it?Are you happy or is it you are still awake like me and trying to catch your bubble with both hands.Don't do so or it might burst, it might burst so painfully that may impede your joy with tears.Tears , they are so precious don't let them go.Keep them with you and go to sleep.Don't open the door and let your worries wake you up from your quietus.
I don't know whether you still believe it or not that i am awake because of you.Why?
Don't ask me as i don't know...don't ask me as i am searching for a retort.Why is it that everytime i see the little window opening up, i am filled with beautitude in me and everytime we bid farewell i feel the obscurity settle in.I just can't accept the truth that this obscurity is all of me to stay with and those moments spend with you is ephemeral.Trust me, i never want the moment to end.

But i know, it will, maybe not today, maybe not tommorrow, but sometime, someday.

Yes, I am possessive, but like a little girl who would not like to share her loved toy with anyone.Is it really iniquitous to do so??

I really don't know but maybe you are right.So even now as you go away to your cradle of chimera i would not hinter but i shall wait, i'll wait outside the door of your room and safely keep your worries with me so that your bubble does not burst.Trust me i will.

Yonder see the morning blink
The sun is up, and up must I,
To work and dress, to eat and drink
To look at things and to talk and think
And work, god knows why

Good morning, wake up from the cradle and catch your reverie because it's there waiting for you and let me go to sleep with your worries.

It's all that i want
It's all that i can give
It's all that i'm thinking.....

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| This angel fell @ 5:20 PM |

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>The Fallen<
My name is...it doesn't matter....All you need to know is that I am a psychoneurotic.I am paranoid.I am obsessive.I am unpredictable. I am jealous.I am domineering.I am over-protective.I suffer from obsessive compulsive disorder. I am a nervous wreck.I am hydrophobic.I am confused. I am guilty.I suffer from mnemophobia.I am unjustified.I am disturbed, demented, deranged and distracted. I am Acrophobic.I am a pessimist.I believe that any man is a sad excuse for a human being.I wish killing men would be legalised. I would have been seen carrying a shot gun with me all the time.I sincerely believe that yin is stronger than yang. I still believe that fire spitting dragons exist even now. I am a crazy shit headed control freak. You are probably much more saner than me..And i probably dont give a shit...