a few

everyday a new line comes to me but i dont jot it down, everyday i feel like making a change but i end up just thinking about it. what is it that makes a mind so full of what i call the "irritable thought".should one be so brave and lose all if it fails,or should one just ignore the though , the believe, the zest?.
Fear my nemesis, what must i do with it . everyone fears to fall , to fail, to get hurt, to be let down. for this very reason should we let it rule every thing we do,belive and how we act on things.We all fail but we must hold that with dignity.so that when you rise again u will see that the fall wasn't so grave.
Dignity.do we all have ours intact, do we believe its important?. I am but one person to state this, but i believe that once your dignity is lost its very difficult to retain what was one yours. Nothing lasts forever, by now you must have realized and accepted it.you must,it makes everything easier. Acceptance.

imperfect end

sometimes i do miss your imperfect smile
your arrogant lies that made me once cry
the way you do your hair
the constant lost, dazed glare

our impatient fights
of the many assumed nights
frolicking through,like the autumn wave
the frivolous outbursts
of those momentary lives we shared

hands clasped so tight
thinking it would never slip
not realizing our sweaty palms lost all grip

the moments, they have come,
the moments .they have gone
but this inkling lingers on
as i write this melancholy song

just a burst of the last film
i wish to rewind
before i finally erase this tape
thats twisted out of shape
must now be left behind

once we were, and now i am
a perfect example
of the imperfect end

blank

its been really long since ive painted or wrote something. yet i have no creativity in me still. feels like ive been sucked in to some black hole :(

let it ,

let it rain in no man s land ,, let it pour when i close my eyes, let the shadows descend when i look away , let my heart fall when i hold my breath, let me feel deceit ,betrayed , hurt , when i turn to stone, let me see people die when theres no tomorrow, dont make me feel love when its broken, dont give me something which never will be mine, and in return i promise u my silence when u walk away...................

my hands are open, my palms clean,read me like ink on paper,thers nothing in between,my mind a maze ,but the way clear, one simple look and im just an open book, but u look at me with your eyes wide shut, and u wonder why u cant figure me out, there are just people, i guess?who dont understand people when in a mess, but im the ignorant fool for not knowing that sometimes people just dont care. to be alone is just practice for the journey to the rest of your life, so people making it on your own dont worry , dont fret, your the winner here, you've almost reached the finishing line.

THE FAB THREE

here comes ,,,,,, BATMAN........SUPERMAN........and...WONDER WOMAN

the misty mountains

this is a misty snowy mountain where everything is suppose to be pure , i would one day like to end my journey there ,, :)

BAMBOO RIVER

well this is just a random piece i did ,,,,on the spot thinking ,,,,its basically just what u see hehe :D