Thursday, December 31, 2009

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

like a child

like a child/ I want to live/With no past,no future haunting me like a ghost/ Like a child/ I want to cry,when I am hurt/I want to laugh when happy/I dont want any mask to hide my feelings/Like a child I want my mom, to be with me/ When I am alone in the crowd.....in the darkness/Being grown is very tiring, hiding...hiding...hiding/Hiding everything...all the time/All day and night/Its a big question,my mom...?/Like an unsolved sum,life is still a mystery to me/Still there are ghosts lurking around everywhere/ Mom, I want you to be with me, like old times and tell me'There are no ghosts,son.......'

Sunday, December 20, 2009

we the humans

sometimes I feel ,why we human beings need to be heard or need to share something with others.Out of what this need arises in everybody? Is this something we actually want to say or we just want the attention.In my view both are essential,because human affection is more needed than anything else in this world.