Friday, May 30, 2008
one of those days!
so here i am...sittting the computer pretenting as if my boss is not right behind me wondering if im not going to actually do something. funny enough, there she sits pretenting not to care. U see, even though i really dont feel like being here,, i am not really wasting anyones time since i am pretenting to have nothing to do, and she pretends not to car. Im sure in some "unpretentious" parallel universe im actually hard at work and getting things accomplished.
Monday, July 23, 2007
the enigma of love
As unreliable as an hear-say, as deceptive as a lie
It directs our path, though it has no eyes
It takes us to happyness, then bring us to tears
'cause it's been blind and leading us all these years
It builds like a bond, then contrlols like a hand
As subtle as the serpent, it works like a wond
As compulsive a thirst, as pervasive as a trend
With a sure beginning but seems to have no end
It enraptures like a joke, and captivates like a song
It inspires like hope, yet is resented as a wrong
As persued as an haven, as inaccessible as the skies
As scarse as a friend, yet right before your eyes
It overpowers like flood, and consumes like fire
yet the passion of its hug is everyone's desire
Starting at the heart, it is seen through the eyes
to others from the hands, it makes you smile
a gift to man from above the clouds
it lies inside, but colours our lives..
It directs our path, though it has no eyes
It takes us to happyness, then bring us to tears
'cause it's been blind and leading us all these years
It builds like a bond, then contrlols like a hand
As subtle as the serpent, it works like a wond
As compulsive a thirst, as pervasive as a trend
With a sure beginning but seems to have no end
It enraptures like a joke, and captivates like a song
It inspires like hope, yet is resented as a wrong
As persued as an haven, as inaccessible as the skies
As scarse as a friend, yet right before your eyes
It overpowers like flood, and consumes like fire
yet the passion of its hug is everyone's desire
Starting at the heart, it is seen through the eyes
to others from the hands, it makes you smile
a gift to man from above the clouds
it lies inside, but colours our lives..
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