Till the end

Thursday, March 08, 2007

hmm, i didn't know if i should post this poem on twschat. so i'll post it here since i m the boss over here! :D

Desire

What is this feeling i can't explain

is it love, fear or just me in plain?

a desire for something forbidden

and this time my lust is bitten

and yet again i tear this heart

from the core till it parts

i keep a bould on my chest

to defy the urge to open this crest

testing my will again and again

one day this fight will go in vain

on that day i shall cry in pain

as guilt washes over my sins

a poison stung with 1000s of pins

i'll flee away from the pointing fingers

but how can i run away from my own mirror?

the secret is kept somwhere in the past

the destiny in future as long as i last

a battle between my soul and body has begun today

until one of us dies and rots away...

Rabia 17 Pakistani

materialistic mind with a tinge of spirituality

selfish n greed r in my mind n yet my sympathetic heart can be melted away by an indigent, adventurous, wierd mixture of quietness with a sudden blast of wildness

artistic talents have yet to be improved, the maturity has passed to such a level that i now have invented my own philosophies
intelligent in studies yet i have not reached the point where i have to wear glasses
leads an aimless life, don't have a social life outside school, not prejudiced easily.
past is forgotten, futured is never cared for n present is boring...
a realistic mind with a touch of impossibility
likes to sing in the toilet, a thin-stiff stick,
a friendly person who has an open ear for anyone's trash
monotony can lead me to go temporarily wild, which can cause chaos
a person who daydreames 90% of the time during classes and 10% yawning
and yet manages to get above average grades
, a lazy ass, the i try to run away from responsibilities the more they chase after me
a rebel who fights against the senseless rules and regulations indoctrinated by our society
common courtesy is given to everyone; indiscriminately, unless someone antagonizes me
respect is given to those who deserve not any old person
official defined as a procastinator, describin myself? it ain't a peice of cake...
i have yet to figure out if i am more than a human being?
probably not...
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Dislikes

showoffs, bullies, really stupid ppl, mr/ms-i-know-everythin respectin just cuz their old (RESPECT PPL BY THEIR CHARACTER N NOT THEIR AGE!), ppl who patronize

Likes

orange juice, ice lolly!, friends!, perfumes, comics, blogging, corn, art, fries, cookies, mc flurry with oreos! or baskin robins cookies n cream, computer, digital art, sunflowers, holidays, ice-cream, internet, chocolate to be specific:- kinder bueno and hersheys cookies n cream, japanese, anime, chocolate muffins, music, orange, photoshop cs2, pizza, purple, radioblogclub, rainbows, rainy days, my tablet, drawin, guitar, slacking, readin, singin, photography, money, day dreamin, ps3, watchin tv...