tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41445149826364001582024-09-11T23:13:38.029-07:00emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-34547000944167027492012-12-23T09:47:00.004-08:002012-12-23T09:49:11.003-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> <br /> <img src="http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/chepko/chepko1207/chepko120700051/14527022-beauty-girl-cry.jpg" /><br /> <br /> when i was crying<br /> i was crying alone<br /> my eyes are burning<br /> my heart is aching<br /> but no one looked into my eyes<br /> no one saw that pain in me<br /> <br /> i was falling<br /> fighting<br /> working in humility<br /> to reach a place<br /> to get something<br /> which can make my better<br /> <br /> i try to fool myself<br /> or too optimistic to realize<br /> what reality is<br /> my emotions are draining<br /> more than tears<br /> but who cares<br /> no one<br /> <br /> it is always me who cares<br /> but i am the one<br /> the fool<br /> who is hurt<br /> and let other hurt me even more<br /> <br /> i don't know<br /> what i am doing now<br /> my directions<br /> so i am<br /> no one is their to hold my hand<br /> and who say i am there<br /> <br /> my existence does not matter anymore<br /> my presence is not felt anymore<br /> my tears my silent cry<br /> is not heard anymore<br /> <br /> who i am<br /> who i am not<br /> does not makes difference<br /> except to me<br /> i am self obsessed<br /> i am trying to figure out things<br /> things which were blurred<br /> are becoming clear<br /> <br /> i am what i am<br /> i don't to prove you anymore<br /> i am what i am<br /> i know my stuff<br /> i know my head and heart<br /> though i feel things by heart<br /> head is taking control now<br /> <br /> i was fool<br /> but now i am not<br /> you try me<br /> you will get tough me<br /> dare you make me cry<br /> dare you snatch my dreams<br /> <br /> you are no where closer to me<br /> i am happy<br /> i don't to hurt my self<br /> i just want to talk about myself<br /> <br /></div> emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-10523365381514583942012-05-22T04:45:00.000-07:002012-05-22T04:45:15.092-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgojm2avS-2o8W1zagcr6fdYp2k6l7dP0iKJZNbFbdT0neuIs674MpGKlAIja8EJpptXQkiOmWhIn2BZQT7JlREbmwJQs7b9EXyfqE2llytNod5d7Xs-_FO9idhlEtmwomtgDq4hHM7FuY/s1600/flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgojm2avS-2o8W1zagcr6fdYp2k6l7dP0iKJZNbFbdT0neuIs674MpGKlAIja8EJpptXQkiOmWhIn2BZQT7JlREbmwJQs7b9EXyfqE2llytNod5d7Xs-_FO9idhlEtmwomtgDq4hHM7FuY/s1600/flower.jpg" /></a></div> if you love me<br /> love me the way i am<br /> the real me<br /> and not the way you want me<br /> <br /> if you trust me<br /> trust me <br /> i will never wrong you<br /> if you don't trust me<br /> it is up to you<br /> <br /> if you respect me<br /> respect me as an individual<br /> not because of my achievements<br /> not because of my failure<br /> <br /> if you believe me<br /> i am with you<br /> in good and worst condition<br /> <br /> if you love me<br /> don't hurt me<br /> to the extent<br /> that it won'theal<br /> but become an ointment on my wound<br /> <br /> i am always there with you<br /> walk with me<br /> and i will walk with you lets walk together<br /> <br /> don't analyze me don't criticize me<br /> if you can't appreciate me<br /> </div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-29456497367350432012-04-06T03:25:00.002-07:002012-04-06T03:37:57.511-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br /> </b></i></div></div><i><b></b></i><br /> <div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><img src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTaebrrm0YC-v70sNX2gMAJZ4Fsg0uerWspMSs1D4PoHXggqs75k36SxE4" /> </b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><i><b><br /> </b></i></b></i></div></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>life is not same everytime</b></i></div></i><i></i><br /> <div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>time change</b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>feelings change</b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>perceptions change</b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>everything has changed</b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>then why I am the same&nbsp;</b></i></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>everytime I was wrong</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I thought you will understand</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but you haven't changed either</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I tried my ways</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>tried to get along with you</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but my efforts, it seems</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>are not making any change</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>in your life and in my life</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>instead of love</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>drift in increasing</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>drift of misunderstandings</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>communication has become harder</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>harder with time</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>life's meaning has changed</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>where it is heading</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I have no clue&nbsp;</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but one thing I am sure about&nbsp;</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>whatever is happening is</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>happening for good</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>dreams I had</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I never lived</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>all shattered</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>eyes are moist</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>heart is lost</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>mind keep on disturbing me&nbsp;</i></b><b><i>even more</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>need sometime of</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>time to think</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>why I am weeping</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>for whom I am worried</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>who is heartless</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but hurt me &nbsp;everytime</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>everything has changed</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but you are the same</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Perhaps I am not the same</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>for whom you want to be with</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Perhaps you are not the one</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>who can understand me</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>the way I did</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>but now I really need a change</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I need to accept the change</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>change in thoughts</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>change in perceptions</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I think I am ready to take this change</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>because this change will bring a fresh beginning of life</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>life ...I waited for</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I deserve to be appreciated</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>I deserve to live life my ways</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>YES I really do</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>If you really love me</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>accept the way I am&nbsp;</i></b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://us.cdn2.123rf.com/168nwm/lian2011/lian20111111/lian2011111100268/11142192-beautiful-blond-girl-with-hoop.jpg" /> </div></div><div><b>Life is not a compromise ..but an adjustment or many adjustments but don't compromise the ''real you'' for it. Live life to grow, live life to improve your vision, do not shrink it to suffocate you.</b></div><div><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">This post has been written for the&nbsp;</span><a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/topic.php?topic=53" style="background-color: black; color: #7fff7f; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Indiblogger contest - &nbsp;‘Time to change’ by Stayfree.</a><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">&nbsp;To see their facebook page, click&nbsp;</span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/sftimetochange" style="background-color: black; color: #7fff7f; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">here</a><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">.&nbsp;</span> </div></div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-56288518411730156722011-03-12T04:50:00.000-08:002011-03-13T22:38:25.475-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I loved you for the first time<br /> when I never knew what love means to me<br /> I thought, being in love is the most beautiful to happen in life<br /> When everything in the world feel like a blessing<br /> love in life was heart warming<br /> you touched my hand but I felt it in heart<br /> <br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0C1Iu6iMg3RgS4o7p4I6FotFI6d7JG3Lv8IsGuQpiBPK6uPbP_pjnl-5kbfhExw1lno2ve7KWgGgjPV7h9dutYwH9yAqOV4f6Q4Gnx7_467swHstxV1CiY4rVyNkBavnrKjUAqraJqc/s1600/broken+heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0C1Iu6iMg3RgS4o7p4I6FotFI6d7JG3Lv8IsGuQpiBPK6uPbP_pjnl-5kbfhExw1lno2ve7KWgGgjPV7h9dutYwH9yAqOV4f6Q4Gnx7_467swHstxV1CiY4rVyNkBavnrKjUAqraJqc/s320/broken+heart.jpg" width="320" /></a><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> but I was wrong<br /> I was a fool<br /> who became puppet of yours<br /> you played with my emotions<br /> tears flooded my eyes<br /> more than love in my heart<br /> I was too involved in it to realize<br /> who am I<br /> I lost myself, my love<br /> my perceptions to feel love<br /> my heart is not tender but a stone<br /> who don't want love<br /> I am numb to feel anything<br /> touching my hand has lost its connection to heart<br /> tears hardened into crust, though its itching my eyes<br /> I was happy for a short while<br /> or my dream left it way and became the worst nightmare<br /> My search for myself keep me engage all the time<br /> My pen is sweeping my broken heart<br /> which will heal gradually but with scar<br /> On the way to have loved I lost my own way<br /> or I am rising from the ashes<br /> Yes rising from ashes<br /> no one on earth can make me fall<br /> I am strong enough to deal with my emotions<br /> I don't need support in the form of love<br /> I have no fears to lose anything, I lost it but not again<br /> No hurt, no pain<br /> My heart is meditating to search within<br /> finding connection with god whom I can trust without any fear of losing him.<br /> <br /> &nbsp;</div><br /> <br /> <div align="center"><a target="_blank" href="http://blogjunta.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=122:women-a-blogging-the-poetry-contest&catid=22:weekly-hungama&Itemid=139 " mce_href="/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=122:women-a-blogging-the-poetry-contest&catid=22:weekly-hungama&Itemid=139" title="Blogging and Women, an ode to womanhood at Blogjunta.com">This Post has been Published as a part of <img border="0" width="96%" height="20%" alt=" BlogJunta- Women and Blogging" src="http://blogjunta.com/images/stories/bj_women_blogging.jpg" mce_src="/images/stories/bj_women_blogging.jpg" /></a></div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-55173143264810140642011-03-01T05:37:00.000-08:002011-03-01T05:37:22.071-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcA4MntMYGf2PtVXDpVrcffDJ5anALYymRRkVDSQm-MexQqdbxii1qj5n_Ww9SRJa30dPs0vrSJFZ6vpdV9RynJuMHsdDSJhnfOS3w2urNHwFdGgO3zHbyrM6MVoJ30DaRAQqrfOEdwwU/s1600/tears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="283" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcA4MntMYGf2PtVXDpVrcffDJ5anALYymRRkVDSQm-MexQqdbxii1qj5n_Ww9SRJa30dPs0vrSJFZ6vpdV9RynJuMHsdDSJhnfOS3w2urNHwFdGgO3zHbyrM6MVoJ30DaRAQqrfOEdwwU/s320/tears.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /> I love you<br /> but don't cryif i hurt you<br /> just smile<br /> no matter if your heart weep <br /> i hate tears<br /> i hate to see you in tears<br /> but even if i utter bitter words<br /> may not think of you<br /> may be my ego is my only love<br /> just listen<br /> don't argue<br /> it may hurt my ego<br /> i don't want suggestions<br /> i know what i am doing<br /> i am doing for the best<br /> don't think<br /> just follow,what i say<br /> your existence makes no difference to me<br /> but don't cry<br /> you know i hate tears<br /> but i love you.</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-11818104175848192722011-01-28T05:19:00.001-08:002012-05-22T04:05:38.218-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <br /> Have you ever been in love?<br /> I have no answers<br /> <br /> I never knew what was their in my mind<br /> today also I don't know anything<br /> blank I am<br /> or dumb<br /> I don't know<br /> JUST KNOW THAT i AM AN EMOTIONAL FOOL<br /> always fooled myself<br /> <br /> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38d0-ajweq0zouZOgtYRGAkk-argl0qOYQQF3ojXojWbJ-N1x7M-XGrdlXH9LZWQEkZA0RiGVDJILkz-REK-zyabQnAUNpfSHu9XZ93J_KZb9AoQsOCaIFH20JK42fRYAS4JWbVyjB-Y/s320/9CBABEB6.jpg" /><br /> <br /> forgot myself<br /> in thinking about others<br /> and<br /> never answered one question<br /> who am I?<br /> <br /> <div> </div> <br /> <br /> <div align="center"> <a href="http://blogjunta.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=article&amp;id=122:women-a-blogging-the-poetry-contest&amp;catid=22:weekly-hungama&amp;Itemid=139" mce_href="/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=article&amp;id=122:women-a-blogging-the-poetry-contest&amp;catid=22:weekly-hungama&amp;Itemid=139" target="_blank" title="Blogging and Women, an ode to womanhood at Blogjunta.com">This Post has been Published as a part of <img alt=" BlogJunta- Women and Blogging" border="0" height="20%" mce_src="/images/stories/bj_women_blogging.jpg" src="http://blogjunta.com/images/stories/bj_women_blogging.jpg" width="96%" /></a></div> </div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-64960071339771707892011-01-28T05:11:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:06:16.906-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinA6VdWm3oI2w6Zc0pFGS6S1kIVFTL-7TD_fm5hE3gzoNAXCaWgik7vkcRfOvALexQXmpTzuIXMzA9hyPgEz7hpzSfeAVoceZyjZ3eMk7T8iZsa9hoIkJo66Cr0KAaCJ9KCiTkCUahLsk/s320/4693455685_310af8a02a_b.jpg" /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I am dummy&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">just a dummy</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I have no rights</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">no space</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">just listening to</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">what you speak</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I smile</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">with tears in my eyes</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">you saw my smile</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">my tears are&nbsp;</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">just adding glow to my skin</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I am dummy</span><br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">just a dummy.......just a dummy</span><br /> <i><br /></i><br /> <i><br /></i></div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-88089747764080645422011-01-17T01:58:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:07:11.418-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYotet39L2x9D65cqCyMbjCbxcdeSvZSffG3Jm83_bXfKA4T1Tn1HSrKhhYhv1Ax4gq6CB_tLQ0fRaqAhcT00AbizxIQ-1kGdH7jBpVVrTtyhw8jq_CYC-Oj8AU4WdJyBCWZHqRU-ghM/s1600/Winter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnYotet39L2x9D65cqCyMbjCbxcdeSvZSffG3Jm83_bXfKA4T1Tn1HSrKhhYhv1Ax4gq6CB_tLQ0fRaqAhcT00AbizxIQ-1kGdH7jBpVVrTtyhw8jq_CYC-Oj8AU4WdJyBCWZHqRU-ghM/s320/Winter.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <br /></div> standing alone<br /> waiting for good times<br /> <br /> smile struck in between<br /> eyes are losing its moisture<br /> <br /> hoping ,inspiring<br /> diverting mind with distractions<br /> distractions no longer affects me<br /> <br /> free soul trapped in responsibilities<br /> forgetting her flying nature<br /> <br /> now lines drawn around me<br /> keep moving towards me<br /> closer and closer<br /> barely got any space<br /> <br /> waiting for good times<br /> trying to wipe off those lines<br /> limiting me to be an object.</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-51195157778824418562011-01-09T23:31:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:07:44.348-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> standing alone<br /> waiting for good times<br /> smile struck somewhere in between<br /> eyes are losing its moisture<br /> <br /> hoping,inspiring myself<br /> diverting mind with distractions<br /> distractions no longer affects me<br /> <br /> free soul trapped in responsibilities<br /> forgetting her flying nature<br /> <br /> <br /> now lines are drawn around me<br /> keep moving towards me<br /> closer and closer<br /> barely got any space<br /> <br /> waiting for good times<br /> trying to wipe of those lines<br /> limiting me to be an object.</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-91168681716792633232011-01-06T02:52:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:08:34.960-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> lying in bed with hurt<br /> sleep is cheating on me<br /> <br /> spent half the night<br /> with eyes wide opened<br /> prick in heart<br /> was deep inside<br /> <br /> numbness was running<br /> through my fingers<br /> grip is becoming loose<br /> <br /> tears became cold<br /> head constantly hammered my thoughts<br /> <br /> little laziness<br /> could bothered me so much.............</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-34685132549845035892011-01-03T18:18:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:09:20.515-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> tears are my story teller<br /> weaving around my eyes<br /> carry so much pain in it<br /> <br /> when rolling down through the cheek<br /> washing away the pain<br /> <br /> &nbsp;no one saw my pain,felt my pain<br /> holding it in my eye for so long<br /> <br /> now my tear glands losing its strength<br /> my true friends ,my tears leaving me shattered.</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-64843230843702148922011-01-02T19:13:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:11:14.829-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> love is fooling around<br /> i know<br /> but still pretend to be in love<br /> love is bitter<br /> taste buds disagree with that flavor<br /> but still i accepted that<br /> life's meaning has changed<br /> life is a big compromise<br /> compromising with everything<br /> searching me<br /> who am i<br /> changing so much<br /> never thought this way<br /> earlier i was a free bird<br /> but now i am encaged<br /> in my own thoughts<br /> and in my own world</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-73158686616954084452011-01-02T19:09:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:12:01.028-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> why I listened to others so much?<br /> why?<br /> why &nbsp;always I took the blame?<br /> why?<br /> people say whatever they want to say<br /> why it affect me so much?<br /> why?<br /> life is no more&nbsp;interesting<br /> happiness flying away<br /> why?<br /> why this why is troubling me so much?<br /> why?</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144514982636400158.post-9626039231107372262011-01-02T18:56:00.000-08:002012-05-22T04:13:03.885-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"> emotions always hurt<br /> proved several times<br /> if I am silent<br /> doesn't mean I am happy<br /> you never looked into my eyes<br /> and never realized<br /> how bad it feel<br /> when you utter bitter words<br /> hurts me<br /> deep inside<br /> make me feel cry<br /> but never let tears to flow weakly<br /> taking support from myself<br /> don't want to lean on any support<br /> after meeting you<br /> never feel like trusting anybody else<br /> hurt is pricking me<br /> tears are sobbing inside my eyes<br /> but it never affected you<br /> how could you be so indifferent<br /> my heart is turning into stone<br /> my emotions are pushing me<br /> to dump my emotions in my blog</div>emotionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15344506841114123057noreply@blogger.com2