The Spiral

There was a girl
who lived awhile.
Her life was good,
but not without cries.
People are contagious, people are weak.
People need people and so did she.
Time passed by, she found someone,
who witnessed her life and helped her some.
She did too, time and again,
it was spiral, it became a game.
Then came a few more, worth the wait,
but the spiral was only half made.
So she moved and found a new town,
the more she tried, the more she frowned.
Then came the day, when they called,
thats when she knew, the spiral had stalled.
Going nowhere and yet far away,
when she woke up, it was still another day.

Bright sunshine, luminous moon
give her hope, give it soon.
Cloudy skies, lightening and thunder
these are days that make her wonder.
Now she has only one thought,
Two words - Spiral out.

The Life of Others.

Indeed seems interesting.
Indeed looks amusing.

Then there were those few who knew it was just a phase. Get drunk, get high and at night its time to go. And in the day they all walk away. Each to his own, life is weirdly potrayed.

More noises, more silence, whichever way the wind blows, over rocks, over lakes, over mere mortals who were underdosed.

Point at stars, blow the candles, blow the smoke. Random barks as people silently go. Alseep a few, cold were some. Lights disappeared as morning had come.

Green grass, White cheese, some water, some ease. A house was something to which people come and go, nobody cares, nobody knows.

Large lands full of people, some get to sit, cause the rest of them - only spit. Talk about thoughts, some need to breathe. They think a lot, they need to live.

Walk across darkness, sleep beneath beds, the Life of Others is merely half said.

Song for home.

People sing all these songs
But for me its been so long
Just one place i wanna be
Home is all i wanna see.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

People sometimes, they ask me this,
So, what is it that you miss?
That one place which brings me bliss
My Life and everything it is.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

When I wander down the roads i feel,
something missing, something unreal
Then I trip to memory lane
And remember, that sweet smell of rain.

I want a blue moon sky,
One that breathes and one that sighs
I want that place of mine,
It makes me grin and makes me smile.

:)

Sigh.. Home..

Things i hope/wish/want to do.

In no particular order:

* Float on the Dead Sea

* Visit atleast 3 Wonders of the World

* Go Paint balling with a big gang of friends

* Go to a Metallica concert - DONE! :D

* Ride a thoroughbred horse

* Get to sit in a Lamborghini (LP - 560 if possible)

* Witness an amazing sunset on the beach with friends - done

* Learn to play the drums

* Bitch slap someone ( Hannah Montana/Paris Hilton... )

* Get a life-changing haircut

* Live outside (alone)

* Write a book

* Go on a road trip - done <3

* Be a kickass psychologist

* Drink champagne

* Witness a miracle


* Think of more things to put here.

Cheers!

My week so far.

Im bored and irritated.
Also hungry.

-yawn-

Time to get to work in an empty house.

Level 20 with a Tire iron it is.

Oh we graduated. Yay.