Khamosiyaan....

Beauty is more than appearance Beauty is love The graceful wings of a dove The endless imagination in a dream Beauty is not always something that can be seen Beauty is laughter And the remembrance after Beauty is hope When you have no reason to Beauty is he and she and me and you Beauty is forgiving No matter how hard Beauty is kindness Making the best of a mess Beauty is tears And overcoming your fears Beauty is individuality The courage to be yourself Beauty is a book, sitting on a shelf To define beauty, An impossible task Because truly, Does anyone really know, I ask Beauty is different to me Than to you I wonder if anyone ever knew ...................

A song For you....... S

Last Night She come in my dream, & asked me some question.... I give her wrong answer & She will go ............. but Now i confess my answer to all of you?  Her Question & my answer..... 1. Arup. Who am i 2 u ? Ans.  You are the one I’ve been praying in front of GOD for  millions of Infinite years Finally I’m lucky enough to gain your acquaintance You are the one That greets me in such a special way Occupying my heart arbitrarily without my consent You are the one That touched me by your unique talent Inviting me to dance in the rhythm of poems You are the one That awaken my sensation for the world Warming my soul and brighten my days You are the one That has taken away my breath Rendering me lost in boundless yearnings..................... ....... 2. Why u stopped me when i want to die? Ans.  I Want To See You In my  Last Time you were always there for me always b...

Candles flicker softly on a table set for two, There's no one on the earth tonight except's me and you. A nice romantic dinner and a bottle of chilled wine, And we are here together in a moment stopped in time. A love so few have ever known and this is its birth night, Alone within our little world, you and I and candlelight. So soon we will set free the feelings that we want to share. And I am held here spellbound by your laughter in the air. Thoughts of love like falling leaves, Swirling in the autumn breeze, Flow in our minds and in our eyes, A tender look and longing sighs, We touch and as the fire starts, That we have kindled in our hearts, We kiss and hear the angels sing, As heavens gift to me you bring, No more to live my life alone, And in your soul I found my home, At peace within your loving arms, Captivated by your charms, And happily I'd die for you, Here at this table set for two......

Stare into the dark, your shadow consumes, Your eyes reflect nothing, pain in the mist, glooms. I hear the silent screams, Of the victims you graciously met, The drip-drop of blood pools at my feet, The wounds these people kept. You open your crimson mouth, A soul with vampire fangs, The dead silently still, Escaped, some people hang. Excepting my fate, I raise my head, chin to neck, Welcoming you to drink, everything you need, except..... The numbers before,  Did not want this fate, They feared and hid from you, You were something that they hate... But I on the other hand, am yours to drain, deplete, Because the pain you will give me, makes my happiness complete. Please Pierce my skin, let my life flow down your throat, I desperately need to be like you... Because this life that passes fills me with hope... I cry out in pain, I almost sound obsessed, Now I walk the earth at night.... From the moment I take my last breath..  ...

as i lay here on my bed i think of all the pain that u given me i think of all the hatred that u made me feel, i slowly creep down stairs, and grab the thick sharp knife cannot stop me know for after this it is all over, tears of sorrow spill down my cheek, but its the hatred that keeps me going, i put the knife tightly in my fist as it glides slowly down my wrists, all the blood pours down my arm and all the pain suddenly drifts away, my mind goes blank, i have no fear, for i only want to disapear, its is all too late you cant stop me now, i wonder were i will go after this ..... probably to HELL.

My Death note..... August 3, 2016 Listen Up Dumbs: Most people kill themselves because of a mental condition. This is true in my case too. The condition I suffer from is that I am not normal, I am not like everyone of you "sane" people. I am not normal in the sense that I am not like every other one of you brain-dead zombies. I can think. I can reason intelligently. I c an observe and learn from life. I can make my own decisions and follow through on them. And I can do these without any aid from celebrities, T.V., radio or MySpace. Unfortunately, every one of you shit-brained lemmings seem to lack these skills and I can't fucking take it any more. Since everyone else in this world is a fucking retarded drone who revels in their ignorance and unintelligence, I must put an end to my misery. I truly wish I was normal. I wish I could be a fucking retarded sponge like all of you. I wish I could have the same conversations day in and day out about sports, poli...