RIPPLE

HERATBREAK-the disease

The close world of love-so rich a world, so awesome it almost fails comprehension and denies description. How can I or anyone make words or construct sentences to describe this?
Words are symbols, codes, shapes on paper. They can not convey the heart break in the heart of things. They can not show what pure unselfish love is; they can only take uncommon qualities and make them earthbound common by their sentimentality and sometimes weepiness…

PATIENT
You’re probably surprise, my patient dear,
That I should speak to calmly about the broken relationship/death and disappearance of the people I loved most. What can you do?
A lot of water has passed under the bridge; time dulls the pain, dries the tears and gives the memory long-awaited oblivion. Time is a great healer. If it hadn’t been so. Half of humanity would go mad.

WIND
Do me a favor wind
Fly across the sea to island of Northeast
Look for my beloved there.
But don’t slam the shutters on her bedroom
Wonder or you’ll awaken her
Make her cool and if there is a tears on her check,
Dry off the salty drop;
And when my beloved wakes up at dawn and begin braiding her silky auburn hair.
Whisper to her;
Don’t lose hope
He is on his way,
The mountain will open before him;
The sea will open before him.
Wait for him.
Do me a favor wind
Fly across the sea to island of Northeast

REVENGE
You make me feel absolutely MURDEROUS towards you- I suppose it has never entered your damned empty head that I’m counting the days till you come back???

You make the mistake of your life if you think that ‘having striven’ I’m giving up the strife- I am not and I am damned if I ever will. I’ll battle as long as I have got breath left in my body-I don’t care if you think it futile.
You wait and see-it may take years, but you wait and see-IF I can’t have you; I will have my REVENGE.

EXPECTATIONS
In this small span of life I got everything from you, except everything that I don’t. Maybe this the final countdown to escape. I must escape from you only. Coz I cant face you and yr land. It’s stared my soul as you stared me like an alien animal. This feeling of been execution and self immolation really gonna strike the hell out of me like a volcanic lava that only devastated. I can’t stand anymore. Times were so emotional enough to makes me cry but crying is not the solution after all everybody played their dirty game with me. Now I’m really so nerve and broken. Every step I take or everywhere I see I saw only big insecurities. Maybe I don’t have the strength or courage to take things correctly. The dorrage of my dreams were misplaced. It may be the brilliant signal to wake up my good sense or did I give up this easily…did I???
DISTANCES
You are closest to heaven while I belong to plain and I daily see pain, sorrows and high expectation with broken promises. They sting and hunt me all the times together with darkness. The sympathetic hills are all around me. I’m tired of being stared naked by the people who always differentiate humane by color and race. I knew, you know that we are compassionate people around this imperfect world of faces that tell you who you are, where u from? But somewhere in the U turn I thought there’s something wrong the way we live? Its kinda seems looking for some place where people live without borders, color and races. It may sound that somewhere I belong to……the place where I can draw my Mona Lisa who is always smiling upon you and me - Smile of belongingness, happy faces all around us.