Posted by: Moallima on: July 13, 2009
-Sinner’s Confession-
Some can knife your back, behind you,
But I smart your heart, facing you.
I’m so selfish to hurt you so deep,
Bound in a fence I only can weep.
Firmly I pretend to be so shallow,
No feelings, no care, a heart so hollow.
Neither I can accept nor ever can heal,
Threw all my Love away, not to feel.
For [...]
Posted by: Moallima on: April 30, 2009
A lady who gives birth to an innocent life,
A lady who takes pains for her young life,
A lady who sacrifices her desirous mind,
A lady who sheds the tears of affection behind,
Of course is a Mother.
A lady who stands by always around her child,
A lady who feels the very essence of her child,
A lady who serves [...]
Posted by: Moallima on: April 30, 2009
Born in a small house – A young brown eyed girl.
Warbled the house – With her cries.
A delicate body with – Glittering innocent eyes.
Beautiful portrait she was – Howsoever quite different,
And unique in herself – A closed bud she was.
Learned to speak well – Even then quietness,
Was all she ever said .
Passed her childhood – [...]
Posted by: Moallima on: April 30, 2009
Colors of friendship would never have faded… Ever!
Alas! All our wishes never come true.
Are those people right?
Who call me a fool.
A fool, who knits her dreams,
in her heart and eyes.
Posted by: Moallima on: April 30, 2009
Birth…
Of a pure soul.
Of an innocent thought.
Of a consternating beauty.
Life…
Of an only body.
Of a deadly human.
Of a philosophical mind.
Death…
Of a life.
Of a hope.
Of an art.
But
Alive…
Is a broken smile.
Is withering memory.
Is an incomplete dream.
And
It is all,
Left Behind.
-Crystal
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