Whispering Heart: Its 918
  • Windows at height
  • Above the world in awe I stand
  • Horizon’s end my vision extend
  • Lights like fairies twinkle in night
  • Silences in hearts, whisperers hide.
  • Mirrors blur, reflects my soul
  • Unease tempers, feelings untold
  • Comfort of home, bodies unknown
  • Seeking a peace heaven bestow.
  • High in the sky, yet still faiths denied
  • Glimpses of The peace, hopes & light
  • Birth rights entails, time to an end
  • Return to dust, hour Not yet at hand.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Its 918

Its 9.18pm on a sunday night....the weekend has been as usual...nothing interesting..nothing exciting.... its been a boring weekend...hey but as I said normal.....


Seeing thru profiles...surfing the web....the normal stuff at 9pm of a sunday night....

just realised how tired I am..doing what I have been doing for the past 26 yrs and also for the past 4 months....26 yrs is like life...as normal as it was...still normal...nothing but normal......4 months is the time I have been changing a part of my life....11kgs....but no visual changes in my life my self...my body...I am so so tired...so tired of everything now.....so easy to just slide my card and in 4 months in Maria France or LWM I can be a new person......


just tired....

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