Sunday, 4 September 2011

The best part is that no one can stop you from loving someone.. the world can restrict you from being together, keep you apart.. but you can love someone for the rest of your life.. and no one can ever take that away from you..



-fia



Monday, 16 May 2011

to belong somewhere..
yet not belong anywhere..
painful it must be

to have someone..
yet not have anyone..
helpless it must feel

to be loved..
but never love in return..
just part of a kindness deal

gifted..
exchange..
or simply abandoned..
wounds wont never heal

Thursday, 5 May 2011

if you were mine...

if you were mine
i'd always treat you right
genlty clasp your hand in mine
wisper words of love so kind.

i'd never let you stay away
keep you close dusk and day
bring you breakfast in bed at light 
softly kiss you good day and night.

you'd never have another lonely time
wake up to find tears in your eyes
i'd bring you stars from high up in the sky
we'd be together forever - never say good bye.
-- fia

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

happily ever after..

i dreamt of prince charming
coming my way,
riding a white horse
with flowers for my hair.
 
he'd sweep me up behind him,
we'd gallop through the fields.
birds would cheer in spring so bright,
kids would laugh in pure delight.
 
he'd take me dancing hold me close,
love me by the fire's glow.
dedicate a song with words for me,
treat me like princess jasmine.
 
we'd share our first true love's kiss, 
spend a life of endless bliss. 
forever and ever we would say,
happily ever after a wish away.
 
-- fia

Tuesday, 3 May 2011

have i lost myself forever?

with every tear i shed
this pain grows inside of me

wrenching at my heart
making me weak

a strange emptiness enfolds me
i feel numb at my core

my world a dark void
seldom calls out to me

my shadow is my true friend
i trust no one but he

i found a tough facade to hide behind
for i lost myself to thee

- fia

Killing me softly...

It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
I could not feel the Anguish go—
But only knew by looking back—
That something—had benumbed the Track—

Nor when it altered, I could say,
For I had worn it, every day,
As constant as the Childish frock—
I hung upon the Peg, at night.

But not the Grief—that nestled close
As needles—ladies softly press
To Cushions Cheeks—
To keep their place—

Nor what consoled it, I could trace—
Except, whereas 'twas Wilderness—
It's better—almost Peace—

-- Emily Dickinson

My life closed ...


My life closed twice before its close.
It yet remains to see
If immortality unveil
A third event to me,

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell,
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
-- Emily Dickinson