June 18, 2008
It’s not me who started this,
The inscrutable has played its role upon my sense.
I can’t avoid it nor face it, in a matter of costumary.
I kept walking on a shade, thinking what to do next on a coming full moon.
My endeavor is just cloaking myself in another vague of demeanor.
It’s between a clear desire and hesitation.
My wish is to reach your acceptance of my existence by any chance or by any mean,
Believe me, it’s not a self compulsion it’s an expectation of departing to utopía .
February 14, 2008
“Life is beautiful if you can give your smile to the world” that line always been my motto, but now ?? then again I’ve been thinking and start asking questions, ‘will the world smile back at me ?” ; “do I really need the world to smile at me ?” ; “do I want the smile?”; “is there any smile left for me?”, Life is hard , I know that, Life is difficult, but life can be as easy as it can be, anyway it depends on things..and things.. and things and things, so many things, and now, just stand up, cheer up and be brave.
August 29, 2007
She is my angel on earth..
I don’t have any particular reason to call her that, after all It’s only in my mind&imagination.
My only motive to call her my angel is that I don’t want people have an easy guess ( so that important)
All I can describe about my angel is that she has cynical but warm smile, caring gaze, sweetness in her voice, sympathetic response, modest demeanor, definite stride, distinct vision about her future, …. and she has walked me through my rough time, without even notice
Above all, I think she’s quite different from any perspective that I have had.
I’m not in love with her (yet), still I admire her as she has been an inspiration.
