Poison,
Was laced into
The first glass of sweet wine you offered me
Since then even water tastes like fire
From betrayal is born vindictiveness
And for those of us who never forget
It is akin to the demon child born of a mortal womb
You will always be the poison in my sweet wine
First Tooth – Frederick Morgan I think human beings go through four stages in their beliefs about life and the world around them. Firstly there’s childhood (the golden era) when everything is an excuse for curiosity and a source of magical wonder…friendship, love, games, food, adulthood…*sigh* Then there’s adolescence, the…
Let us drift on an ocean of ideas and call it conversationLet’s share an AHA! moment and mistake it for compatibilityLet us feel the camaraderie of fellow voyagers and call it love I will if you will. Shall we call it a date?
Let me be the mole on your chin, he says,One you touch when you’re thinking, unthinking. I’m a plastic Barbie, she says,PERFECT. *If you like this you might want to check out my photostory collection or my Instagram stream.
I spend most of my waking day at work. It is my home and the holder of my identity. How can the space not be important?
LiesSmall lies, white lies,Untruths, fabrications,Great deceptionsEasy, familiar wordsOr even none at all They must weigh somethingThe truth as heavy as it is, just won’t compareFor that lie stands,seemingly a smokescreenBut really a solid wallBuilt on the crumbling foundation of your face It sinksEver so slowlyDown from your eyes, into your…
Don’t we all know a guy who promises the world to every second girl, believing correctly that she’ll keep it to herself because, it still isn’t done for a girl to admit that she’s been with a guy? There is nothing to check him from repeating the same over and over again in future relationships.
There was no reason to stop drinking me – you would have always been drunk.
Too bad the hangover lasts forever.
The headache, the nausea, the loss of being drunk,
All should remind you of the folly, of having nothing left.
The poison starts reacting only when you stopped.
No fun revealing it earlier, my “dear”.
you are the best!!!!
@ apasserby: Poison or not, you will always be dear.
@ Mehrin: :-p Really? Thengyu, thengyu!
great one!!!
@ideasmith: I don’t want to drink water from the bottle I got drunk. “Dear to me” is water.
@ Ashish: 🙂 Thank you.
@ apasserby: Water is the manna, the panacea to all evils, the ultimate anti-poison…but also the chief ingredient in it.
i really love this can you please tell me who wrote this i need to know asap 😛
plz check your email its too long to write it here
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Good one!
@ sage: I’ve written back to you.
@ Ms Taggart: Thengyu. 🙂
ME AND MY FRIEND ARE WRITING A BOOK AND WE WERE WONDERING IF WE COULD USE IT? IT WONT GET PUBLISHED WE ARE ONLU 13 =] ALSO WHAT IS YOUR REAL NAME?
@ sage: Check your email, I’ve replied.