his bags packed,
his ticket in hand,
he stared at the window,
waiting...
something keeps him
from leaving,
but his vagabond soul
thirsts for adventure...
if this is the life
planned for him,
why, then, must he resist...?
...
go, leave, forget, start again...
the old, familiar cycle of things
flashed before him
like a slideshow
... de ja vu, perhaps..?
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
"Sexy Eyes..."
As i sit here in the balcony, The city streets of Abu Dhabi glimmer as the night creeps in... Here i am, alone.... My fishes dance in my aqu...
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Smokin’ my Marlboro at 2:30AM... A glass of vodka perspires Like a lover lost in the limbo of lust Twenty five square meters of emptine...
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I asked God for love, beauty, and peace in my life. He gave me you. I found it too much for a guy like me. I asked questions....
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…and here I am, standing in front of this tree reminiscing those moments when it used to be you and me… We made a promise (do you reme...
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