scribblings
work keeps me busy to be busy enough not to be knowing the time to know the time. Yet i wish to be at writing, and my inspiration being the posts of an young blogger, wiser than the physical years. I would strive to write and this being the sample de attempt.
“some thousand minutes and which one wasn’t akward..? the one where she smiled at me…!”
“an angel looked down at her from heaven and said, ‘i never knew that humans were this beautiful’”, so hadn’t I…!
Living but Dying…!
And if being in silence fetches you some peace,
I would continue to suffocate pretending not to be breathing my love,
and you could see me calm and living,
but actually i am dying and only to see you smiling.
, smiles and i would continue to write,
a detour to My dayzlife writings would show more…
I Look forward to see the poems about “Friends” in your virtual pad…
One suggestion you can also use short and sweeet sentences to express your ideas, some poems are too long to read…
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