A CollectionFatal Fervor
Where the diamond shines.
The stars twinkle;
Your eyes graceful;
My craving to tear them out;
Devour the gaze I know,
Which show the burning desire within you.
My tears have gone cold,
I am wondering why?
What's wrong, darkness covering the sky;
With this storm out on my song,
And shadows following me,
Is it keeping me away from you?
Or my fate is dark within.
Am I mistaken?
Do I know?
What am I thinking?
Am I my foe?
I am thinking about you.
I am waiting for you.
In my arms, just once and stay forever.
Silence, a rare force,
Shinning within a crystal heart.
Show me the source,
See, how I would light your path
Where are we going?
Feel all the six senses.
Rejuvenate by law.
Essence and Aroma for breakfast.
Blast green air.
Red earth, sand in my shoes.
Touched by see-thru hands.
Blessed angels, blessed be.
Ahh! thirsty night.
Fill this box, pure light.
Shine, shine away.
The way it goes Sometimes on the unforgiving path of life - where clear sky is all we hope for – thunderous dark clouds take over. Never lose heart here because at this point you are halfway towards your purpose and goal. Even if one gets struck by lighting in this stormy way to success, believe in yourself and keep moving. However remember that the inevitable dark clouds do always have a silver lining of hope. Tomorrow is a brand new day where the sun will shine bright.
Come to StayPart 1
The very light on my blooming rose.
Dimmed, beyond lonely skies.
In vain, I've waited...
tears gone cold, now no one cries.
Watching the silver; hopping new life.
A pearl, a cloud, promises long made.
Empty is my shadow, burnt away...
alone, along my dying island.
Now there! I see.
Bright wings of faith and love.
Breeze embraced with lost roses.
Ah! Like a cool cloud...
on my weathered heart.
Diving into those promising eyes,
sparkling eyes and ever deepness.
Mine once drought and shrunk...
now brimming with warmth.
Have you come to stay, I ask...come to stay...
the longest forever.
Realization...I have feelings for her.
I care for her.
Cannot see her crying, cannot see her sad, cannot see her broken.
But why do you care?
Because I love her.
Yes Love, but what the hell does it mean?
I am supposed to ask you that.
It means you care and you desire her, she's your life, breath and soul.
Make me understand, life, breath and soul.
When you cannot stay a minute without looking at her, when you cannot think of being at a place without her.
Do you really think about her in this way?
I don't know.
Why don't you know!?
I don't know if she feels the same way.
Why do you care if she feels the same way or not?
I want all the Love I give her, back.
Back? Are you so selfish?
No, but it's my dream to have a perfect love. My perfect princess in a fantasy.
Bullshit. No love life is perfect.
Yes but I want mine to be.
The Fallen Angel Prologue
This is my first story, which evokes the ultimate imaginative powers within. I was inspired mainly by the idea of love and how it can influence the future of mankind with a complex relation with science and technology. Many events, things and people in life all exist due to the ever-present essence of love and the power of science.
This is just a bit of what can happen in the real world…I try to craft them as a fantasy because that is where we usually find what we are looking for; our ultimate desires, our ultimate world - our Final Fantasy.
Listening for Love II We all know that the world is changing and will do so forever. Likewise, science, man, galaxies and attitudes might evolve but the very silk fabric of relationships sewn by the threads of love, care, kindness and friendship will never.
The problem arises when we get entangled in the everyday burly-brawl of life and forget the small things that shape it; like your younger brother's finger painting with a smudgy "I love you": or a casual but deep hug by your loved one with a feeling of immense closeness. Have the days been forgotten when flowers spoke the silent love poems, a kiss on the cheek meant "I will never forget You!" and the warm touch of his hand meant heaven? Has today left us so busy that we overlook the most obvious signals to be wanted, to be loved and to be someone's?
Nightly WishI stroll in my garden, a black night blanket over me.
Roses and lily's, oh so fragrant and glee.
Eight o'clock, sipping coffee and restless.
I wait for the sign, thinking what to say and when.
Then the doorbell rings, my heart too.
I open the door and "hello".
Beautiful she, steps in with a coat, I stare.
She gives her hand, do I dare?
"What happened?" she asks with a smile.
"Just nothing" I reply, where nothing is a mile.
I take her in, to my room, in my heart too.
Sitting on the red sofa and we start, to talk.
We talked about life and life, about everyday rife.
All in all, it was a bore so we sat and talked no more.
I turned towards her and she did too.
I shied back so did you.
I thought for a moment and decided,
To be closer, so I slowly creped towards you.
Shy at first you were but time changed it all.
You took my hand in yours, I could think no more.
A dream? I thought and you did too.
So close like sunshine warmth flowing through.
Our lips met heavenly light and we dissolved into