There must be a point there besides the open window where freedom lies.It glides and sithers into turmoil. A slippery road.I've fallen many times I know. From the vantage point I deliberate and let the sun drip it's dark shadow.Drop by drop. And I drink it.Open mouthed. Like a newborn sucking the milk of numbness. There are so many windows and so many roads,beyond. And I'd gladly walk If the shade of love canopies over me. Alas! I ask too much. Love conspires with the sun many a times.And leave sunspots. Ugly and unmaskable. And still in the moonlight of lonliness. I look at them lovingly.My children. They,of untamed joy and serene happiness.A constant reminder of my crime. I killed 'em. They were newborn.
13 comments:
cryptic but darkly beautiful.
misty_lilac--*smiles*.In time,in time.Till then,bear with me.
transience--yeah,it's dark.And not the horrifying dark.A calming dark,i linger in sometimes.
Pain, Pain, Pain
all i want is Pain
i dont need no money
money gives happiness
i dont want a lover who loves me
i'd rather marry a sadist
AND IF U DONT NO WAT I AM TALKING ABOUT
try it some body
lower yr pantz/panties
and call me wid my leather whip
- Marquis De sader
try it some day
Give it a try, to hide isnt fun.
*Sigh* niether is trying, but wasting is a sin with a mind so beautiful as you.
Yes Venus in Furs is excellent literature, isnt it? :P
**Love conspires with the sun many a times.And leave sunspots.
Love those words Ash...Love sure conspires with the sun leaving ugly marks...
Keshi.
Love those words Ash...Love sure conspires with the sun leaving ugly marks...
huh????
shut up keshi
u shud listen to saby....
anonymous@03:26--haha,what the fuck.
de.vile--maybe wasting is the only answer.A form of rebellion.A protest maybe.Against what? You know what.
Venus in Furs??
Keshi--*smiles*
Hey Ash,
you have a remarkable ability to make simple words sound extraordinary
dewdrops--thanks.I appreciate that you like 'em.
classy--Ah! nice to see you on my 'space'.
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