JUST REALIZE...

it ain't any sympathy if I ask you to understand me...
It is certainly no prejudice if I let you describe me...
It won't be a fall if I make you decide my fate...
It is definitely no surprise if I come unguarded...
It wont scatter you if I let myself go away unchained....
It is not a easy hurdle if I hit the boundary alone...
It would surely not hit you if I blow away the trumpet....
It is dangerously not safe If I chase the race...
It wont hurt you if I succeed the race off you...
It ain't paradox if I say I am less Paradox than you...
It wont break the hell loose if I say I realised ....
.........................................You are not worth my silliness....

WHEN YOU ARE NOT GONE...

its the beginning of me...
how can i not see...
its a new start...
like the arrow in the dart...
the old castle floats away...
like the dream that drifts faraway...
i would like to stand and stalk...
but all i can do is sit and talk...
its the end of me...
i am blinded in that belief...

M HAPPY DAT U CROSSED DA THRESHOLD...

Many a months of waiting 4 your sight, I am glad that that many a waiting has finally pushed to a stand still. I dunno if I can hold back those tears of seeing you again after those 25 months of yearning! I am completely lost in the idea of holding onto your arms for any length of time that I can feel the embarrassment right now. I know you had a hard time fighting my words and gulping those silly insults within yourself, but I admit that they all meant nothing more. I knew I had to fight for you when you spoke less to me and cried more to yourself. Though it is hard to fathom the feelings of a tough guy, I did try my best to carry you within myself and shed a tear or two. How hard I may try but I can seem to realise that I will equal your love and care. You have shielded our family from cold and rain And yet again I promise, I will stand by you through thick and thin.

I am longing to see you hoping that my face can remind you somebody you would always call your Lil Sista!

CAN I CRY TO THE WIND???

 I may cry to the wind but only my heart hears the sobs....

Its a hard trail to let the rain wash away the tears, unless the wind dries it off.

Never in my mere life, did I ever whisper to the wind to blow away my anger and carry my burden for miles away from me.

can i ever tell the morning breeze to blow softly and brush away my sleepless winks.

Could I ever tell them to lift my sleep eyelids?

Can I still ask for everlasting sleep when the night is over but my days are darker than the moonless night?

Is it ok if I tell the soft wind to swing me in its arms and make me forget the days lingering thoughts?

Will it make sense if I inquire the wind about its whereabouts coz i too wanaa join them and blow at my own might.and if I ever ask the thunder what is their might, can I ever get its answer back? coz i am curious enough to ask the thunder to take me in their light and make me glow all over again.

Do you think it is questionable if I question the thunderbolts if they ever bolted their thunderous roar?

If I think it is non-questionable, is it still fair if I question them about their curfew?

Can I please ask the wind to forsake the empty air, if ever I throne some space for myself?

CAN I ASK FOR A JUSTIFICATION?

 I may cry to the wind but only my heart hears the sobs....
Its a hard trail to let the rain wash away the tears, unless the wind dries it off. Never in my mere life, did I ever whisper to the wind to blow away my anger and carry my burden for miles away from me. can i ever tell the morning breeze to blow softly and brush away my sleepless winks. Could I ever them to lift my sleep eyelids? Can I still ask for everlasting sleep when the night is over but my days are darker than the moonless night?
Is it ok if I tell the soft wind to swing me in its arms and make me forget the days lingering thoughts? Will it make sense if I inquire the wind about its whereabouts coz i too wanaa join them and blow at my own might.
and if I ever ask the thunder what is their might, can I ever get its answer back? coz i am curious enough to ask the thunder to take me in their light and make me glow all over again. Do you think it is questionable if I question the thunderbolts if they ever bolted their thunderous roar? If I think it is non-questionable, is it still fair if I question them about their curfew?
Can I please ask the wind to forsake the empty air, if ever I throne some space for myself?