"Open Up Your Eyes"
What if all this is wrong?
There is no poem or song,
That tells me that you don’t
Want me there
by your side.
What if suffering is all that
Comes, with no mercy or
grace?
My heart will shower over
Your hair in little pieces of lace.
Those eyes that stare,
Make my barren heart beat,
This stillness
I feel alien,
Tell me, when will you cross the bridge?
Open up your
eyes,
That’s the risk that you take,
No fortune or fame,
But a heart
burning bright in silence.
Why is the measure of love loss?
The
length of life hangs,
Quivering on a shredded heart beat,
Wearing thin,
wearing out.
By: Sam
Well well well. Hope u liked the poem. Cos i did! It is not by me. Cos i can never write poems at all. I jus gave a one liner to my fren and requested her to feel and write for that one liner. Guess what? She came up with this one! Kewl eh! Haha! Really appreciate it Sam and thank you so much. She actually gave me the permission to post it on my blog. So nice of ya. Anyway, the poem greatly reflects on my own personal feelings! Hope u'll can catch it!
As for the updates, Friday travelled all the way to Mustafa Ctr to buy Whey Protein after hearing from my frens tt down there is the cheapest. Guess wat, i wasted my fucking time travelling down there cos it was 50dollars more than normal price. Damn. Lucky my dad drove me there. I immediately left after seeing the price and my dad took me and my maid to Newton Circus since i told them that the Mutton Soup down there is damn nice. Yea so had a free mutton soup. Great. Sat was my twin frens Shalini and Shanthini B dae Party! It was at LTA Clubhouse. Damn nice la the place's layout. I loved the Dance floor where they hosted everything else too. Got saboed for one bladie game called dinkiloona! Well its a game whereby they tie the balloon onto the gal and for the guy the pencil at the back. Then we have to move backwards and burst the balloon. Well was embarrasing. And sharadha happened to be my partner for tt. Damn. I hate this kinda situations. But yea was fun. I didnt really go and dance cos my attire was as such. I was wearing this black juppa suit and arab sandals. So its quite hard to move ard and was damn hot wearing it! So didnt wanna make myself more uncomfortable. When i travelled back home all eyes were looking at me as if i was like some terrorists. Hahaha. But its all in the game yea! Sun was vicky's B dae party. A surprise one. Hmmm. Was a normal chalet and they had it on a Sunday. Somemore it was a survival sunday where Man U was playing their last match and all the fans were eager to see if Man U would carry the Cup or not! So we left like quite early from Vicky's chalet. Saw the match at Pasu's house. Man U won and Chelsea drew hahahaha. Fuck U'll Chelsea and Glory Glory MaN United. We won and re one more trophy away. Well back to the pt, abt vicky's chalet thingy, i feel a bit bad. Cos we really didnt do anything much for him. He was hoping for us to come back. But the match ended at abt 1. And most of them had something on next day. So yea. We decided not to go. Well should have, comin to think abt it. Hopefully he is alright!
Anyway, sometimes the way some ppl think and do things really seems quite pathetic. Cos they always think wat they re doin makes sense and always go on talkin abt how they feel abt certain stuff implying tt watever that they feel is the only proper pt of view. I m disgusted by it. Hmmm. And aside from tt, i hate this kinda hard to get kindaf games tt ppl play. And after such a long period, it feels quite irritating. As for me personally, makes me feel dumb for being quite patient. Its not as if i see any progress or wat. Quite irriating why it aint normal in my case when i compare to wats happening ard me. I know it is never easy, but so HARD MEH???? Nvm. Certain kind of hatred is starting to build up! See how long it lasts within me and if i m gonna make any crucial step. Ok tts all for now. Read the poem again. Its quite gd! Tataz!!!