the colour of my heart blooms
when i see you,
thinking someday we could get through,
when it's all good
the colour of my heart fades
when you walk away,
trying to build a life with what's left
this bleeding never ends
please, all i want is for you to stay.
yet, one day you will disappeared,
nothing heard,no tears streams
i will be strong yet still teared within,
in the galaxy of my own soul
it wasn't i, it wasn't i , it was you
it was the life that seperated us
without sign,without telling
Like the winds changed in our hearts
though am still chasing, still hoping,
wondering how am i even loving,
this feeling i couldn't resist every morning and evening,
i want to stop, it was deceiving,
please, let myself stop believing.
maybe you realized how pathetic
i am to you,
how unforgiven and not deserving,
but i already knew that
but thought your love was home
for who i was
yes, it was so damn true
now the sadness inside me want to get through, i'm so tired thinking what am i supposed to do.
between us, it's over,
but you said " we can't predict our future,"
once again, i believed,
extremely funny, I AM THE ONLY ONE who believes,
Please, just tell me you love me even if it's not true,
there i go again am finding it hard to let go
This is the last time i'll be fooled by you.
— m e r v i j a n n —
Another early morning
When the birds are singing,
The wind calmed down
And the rain disappeared!
The majestic sun is rising
Bringing life to a new day
While I can feel in the air
Another season approaching!
The trees are motionless
And the surroundings look
Like changing by the hours
But it is just mid-September!
Many things come to my mind:
Joyful moments of the past
When you and I were
Tightly holding hands
While walking through
The well known Central Park!
Like innocent children,
We sat down on the ground
And happily played with
The colorful dried leaves
Of a very welcomed Fall,
A September morning I recall!
Romeo Della Valle
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New York City
(*) Google image:
www.elariophotography.com
Broken but
still alive...
I'm alive, and still loving myself,
I love myself, don't judge
me when you see me
broken with a missing
piece inside me,
Don't love me if you
don't like what you see.
I love me, so don't
question my loyalty,
It don't matter if you
see a key in me.
If you can't turn it,
then you can't turn me on,
You can try, but you
need to put your
love In all of this.
Please me, don't tease me,
don't tell me your ready
when you aren't
ready for this mess.
The mess i made,
are my mistakesAnd
the mistakes
I made You can
take it or leave it.
Cause I been left for dead,
I've been dead inside.
But I still know how to fight inside.
By Tony Parks
