dedicated to my babydear Zaini!!**NEW**!!-->
Complicated
L ove is giving, receiving and
appreciating,
But beware of the dangers sometimes
Infatuation starts just at the beginning
But only true love can last a lifetime.
My heart was crushed and trampled on
Stepped and even spitted on
Then came a stranger who picked it up
& place it gently in his hands cupped.
He took my heart home and cared for it
Its sorrow past was mended with a stitching kit
Wiping away its fears of loving again
Stepping into a new light is a heart free from pain.
-------Sheikha
Top Of The World
You don�t know it
But sometimes I go to a hill
That overlooks the landscape�s mask of city
lights
For a sip of momentary grace
On this brink of everything I know
I can gain an eyeful of the lost Atlantis in the
human soul
And the breath that fills my lungs
With the air between two stars.
If you were now to capture the image of this
elation
In the framework of your mind
A fine transcendence trough these words
Then at most you would know nothing of the
beauty
Your existence throws to me
For mine is a love
No experience, no measure, no words
Could ever degrade into reality
By virtue of degree.
---Taken from Boy Meets World.
Heart, I'm sorry to impute this horrible rumpus upon you,
Knowing that one day you're gonna fail me too.
It makes no difference wit all this shit i'm going through.
Coz I'm perfuntory, superficial in all the things I do.
Damn those smarmy shit, unctuously ingratiating,
Makes my life look like KitSch, a worthless pretence of art finding,
Rumbustious is all I see of my surrounding,
But All I want is a peaceful, pleaseful Joi� D� ViVr�, scantilating,
Forget the Knick-knacks or the tic-tacs, give all away the cracks,
Let the divine seep thru' ma veins & tell me all i Lacks,
I want to be De Jure in my rightful piece of mind, so whack,
What is this Life i Live, A whole pleonasm of ruckus Shack!
Deceived By surrounding Acquaintance whose intentions reeksnag,
Uttering infinitable two-mouthfuls of Fucks behind my back,
I'm sorry Heart I lied to you of the beautiful Thumps I promised you.
It's just that flesh and blood is all i am, Don't beat me up for all the shams,
She who gave a life to me turned around and laughed at me,
He who taught me count to three, raised his hand to strike at me,
Young Woman confused and abused, seeks comfort in God I Trust,
Nobody knows, Nobody Understands
Only HE Caresses my Heart.
������SheikhaZ������
27/5/02 [9pm]p/s: More On Love poems can be found in my honey's page. *winks*
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