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Friday, 27 November 2009

  • Girl wanna go home

    I wanna go hOmE

    Daddy : Hey girl , Daddy misses you , will you come home please
    Girl : No ! No ! No !
    Daddy : Please . . . what can I do to make you come home, girl .
    Girl : I want ice-cream , I want a doll-house , I want a sister to play with , I want french fries , I want burger . . and I want lots and lots , daddy , can I ?
    Daddy : Silly girl , of course , u r Daddy's favourite girl , come here , give Daddy a hug .
    Girl : Pout Pout **

    Daddy brought girl back to the furtherest of her earliest memories , the most treasured , loveliest memories she ever have had , daddy open up all her memories and daddy is always there for her . Filled paper boxes with her loving memories with her sisters, playmates, school friends - lost memories and now daddy revived them.
    He gave her a loving kiss on her forehead and memories floods back to her . Girl feels safe and secure when Daddy's around/

    the sun's up 
    she feels awake and refreshed
    nothing fills her soul but 
    thinkin' of him
    guess she's in love - this time
    maybe she feels love - for the first time
    nothin' takes her seriously - before
    then something bends - unexpectedly
    her soul is half-filled - with tears
    running wild 
    wetting her cheeks..


    with tears running wild 
    and her pillow stained with
    tears - then something bends..
    only to let things happen

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

  • sweet fillings

    sweet nothing fills up-her mouthful of sweet nothings-and-at least-she fills the mouth-and-at least-her heart pours empty and allow-love to fill her up-one day-love finds her way into the quiet corners of her soul like sunlight filtering through her tranparent window frame and fills the room with sunshine-and-when night falls sunshine leaves her room plain and empty-may she fill her soul with-overflowing sweet-ness-not-things

    quote of the day : if theres a lil voice saying u can't do , by all means DO IT !
    quote of the day : if u were given a pair of wings , what will you do ?

     

Monday, 23 November 2009

  • beautiful people

    one day i met a beautiful person
      beauty shone in her eyes
      beauty radiates from her soul
    things she says leaves
     a smile in your heart
    and a smile on your face
    she gives me loveliest memories
     for she knows letting me go
     is the best she ever gave me
      for she taught me l.o.ve.

    and i have a  name. my name is princess 


     

Saturday, 21 November 2009

  • the make-up

    she dolled me up
      for the grandest party

    in my heart i was in love
          he didn't knew he didn't turn up for the party
    he had his friends, i never dared to go

    she dolled me up just once
      for she gave me the best pictures 

    i look at my best when she was around me
     could this be forever just once
        he knew 
    i felt things i never  felt before
     maybe i shouldn't have lost faith in love
       he was around at the party

    maybe i would have felt lost because
     i felt something there that wasn't there before.

    loverly lorn.

     

Sunday, 15 November 2009

  • yellow flowers

     the stars shone less
                                brightly
    she gazed at the stars as her lil' body laid
     under the dark clear 
                   skies with the stars dimly lit
    the clear skies 
    haven't her gaze grew intense 
       as her heart flutters at the sight of the  
    stars danced across the skies
       tears welled & warmed her cheeks  
    a flowery scent she wore 
    filled the air with tingly freshness
      she listen to the clashes of waves
    her lil body froze 
     her heart beating slow
       the stars danced across the skies 
        and her cheeks glows as tears fell from
          her eyes.

Ohayobi

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