tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931438490021597352011-04-21T21:50:33.367-05:00I don't write often, only when I am really, really happy or sad or angry(!) I guess it's my form of release. I get sudden sporadic urges to write. It's like my writing has its own will and my body is merely its instrument. I'm a very emotional person (the consequence of being a Piscean) when I am happy or sad (or mad) my feelings get so intense that I think I am going to burst and since self-combustion is not desirable, I find release in writing.Iffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04130447309322411730noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393143849002159735.post-90943781265428565272006-11-15T22:44:00.000-05:002006-11-15T22:49:01.380-05:00<span style="font-family: georgia;"></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span><p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">My perfect plus one</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Equals to one more kiss<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Don’t miss!</span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Otherwise we’ll have to<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Go in for one more embrace</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">I’m dazed!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Knocked unconscious;</span><st1:city style="font-family: georgia;"><st1:place><br />Your</st1:place></st1:City><span style="font-family: georgia;"> skills</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Are perfect plus one.</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Not done!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Need to linger</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Hands travel, bodies, fingers,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Over warmth;</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Clammy torsos intertwined,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Out of my mind!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">And into yours,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">My perfect plus one.</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">At the end,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">But only begun</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">More, more, more</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Close the door!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Open the heart,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Jump start!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">No control,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Forgotten clothes</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Beside me, you are</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">You are, you are…</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Perfection. Plus one.</span></span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/393143849002159735-9094378126542856527?l=poetikaattika.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Iffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04130447309322411730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-393143849002159735.post-70708371835792759382006-11-15T22:08:00.000-05:002006-11-15T22:12:33.685-05:00<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">Your empty shell - lie in it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Let it encompass you,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">smother you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Let it block out all thoughts,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">all feelings,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">all of reality.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Let it take over.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Succumb to the numbness</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">of not knowing who you are anymore.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Swim in an ocean of lies</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Put on a permanent disguise</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The truth is too much - so hide!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Life is one long party</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">and revellry an addiction</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Truth is lesser than fiction.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But it can catch up</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wake up!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Breathe, inhale, then remember:</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It's just a shell</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">An empty shell.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Your life</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">is meaningless.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/393143849002159735-7070837183579275938?l=poetikaattika.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Iffyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04130447309322411730noreply@blogger.com0