Manic Social Service

You werent really there
neither was i
nothing was said
nothing was asked
that which was given
was never taken
to have existed
seen shot nor proven

Remember,would you ever
hope shall never fade
for that which i spilt
shall never evade me,
my mind my soul
driven numb
By those piercing words
of silence ,make me feel so dumb

I hope it never fades away,
from your mind,
that it stays in a nook ,
prodding away and you shall look,
stare for a moment,
loosen your hold,
on your self, just let go,
a lil bit, from your real dreams
and look,realize and then scream

I hope not,in agony.

Love.

aching down from head to toe, 

i see , the sweet valley below

promises a great fall 

would i remember the time i hit

sweet ground , not so sweet again

the scent of yours is bloody again

waging wars was never to gain

here i reign ..here i reign here i reign..

Love you cannot see , 

i wonder why you cant feel,

i m wondering if everything is real,

is something else part of this deal.

flying like a bird , m free to go 

to go , and i fly so low 

every bird i see flying above,

flying , flying after love..........

Love is what defines everyone of us here...and sometimes , you need to let go of it to give it back.