Pity you don’t know how I wish I could ……..
Pity you don’t know how I wish you would ……….
Pity you don’t know how I wish we could ……….
Pity you don’t know how I wish ………
How I wish ……..
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Pity
Posted in My Needlework on July 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Lost
Posted in My Needlework on July 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve lost, lost, lost.
It doesn’t matter the cost.
Because I’ve lost, lost, lost.
I’ve lost to the things that matters to me.
I’ve lost to the things that commits me.
I’ve lost to the things that defies me.
I’ve lost to the things that controls me.
I’ve lost, lost, lost.
I’ve lost to everything that is me.
I’ve lost, lost, lost.
I’ve lost to [...]
Finally There’s Rain!
Posted in My Needlework on June 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It’s raining!
It’s raining!
I am sooooooo happy!
The last couple of days was unbearable!
It was so so so hot and it was 37 degrees yesterday!
Now, glory glory rain!
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Whiff
Posted in My Needlework on June 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I had one whiff.
Just one and I new I was already taken.
One whiff was all it took.
I had to have it.
Looking around, trying to search for familiar faces. If there’s none, I shall then give in to my urges.
Urges that I can’t refuse anymore.
One whiff ……
One puff …..
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I Did It In My Head.
Posted in My Needlework on May 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Guess what I did last night?
I did something bad. Something very very bad.
As I look up into the sky right now, feeling the running water on my feet, I can’t believe I did what I did last night.
You see, last night, I murdered my friends, I murdered the one who betrayed me and I murdered [...]
Guilty.
Posted in My Needlework on May 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
GUILTY
GUILTY
GUILTY
GUILTY…..
that was all she heard. Being charged for something which she can’t understand and still don’t understand.
She was accused repeatedly, showed evidence which apparently led her to the crime scene, her words against the words of a dead man.
She’s confuse, lost and incapable of defending herself anymore for her voice was drowned among the many [...]
Love and Lies
Posted in My Needlework on May 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I stayed put. Keys in one hand. I stood in front of the door. My heart heavy and aching, about to explode any minute. What should I say? How will you respond? Will you leave or am I the one to leave?
Letting out a sigh, with eyes closed, I guided my hand, the key to [...]
When I look at you.
Posted in My Needlework on May 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When I look at you, you have no idea to how I long for you.
How I long for you to stop and notice me and accept the fool in me.
When I look at you, how I wish you would simply stop and see.
Stop and see the tears in me.
Stop and see, instead of letting me [...]
I thought …..
Posted in My Needlework on May 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I thought I buried you but you still haunt me in my dreams.
I thought you were gone forever but I could still hear you scream.
Let go of me, please I beg of you, let go of me.
I can’t bear to have you here anymore so please set me free.
I thought I buried you so why [...]
“Miri”
Posted in Life and Ho Hum, My Needlework on May 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Have I ever told you about the “Miri” World?
No? Yes?
If yes, don’t bother reading this.
If no, here’s a peek into my private life.
Now this story was told to me by my Nigerian girlfriend.
She said that if her mother had met me, her mother would tell me that I came from the world of “Miri”.
In “Miri”, [...]