Neko

She shoots him down

she wakes up with the sun beaming to her eye
a heat cluttered stuck to her brain
spinning her head to unmemory
brink of blindness unsustained

digging back from her yesterday
forcing to remember what words were said
still nothing - as far as she can see
from the ten thousand scenes that twisted

a sudden spring of image clicked to her
from going back and forth and rewind
a shadow that made her laugh but not smile
is this the one?

she didn’t care where he’s been
and don’t care what he plans to do
a fool’s numbness sprouted and lingered
as they both let the day pass too

she waited for that moment that never came
and all her patience came burning
so time has sent the signal to halt
and she knows he always had it coming..

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note: Oh, was i listening too much to Stone Roses or not? lol..

a poem to pay tribute to Feb 2nd.. and the camera painting entry for illo friday.. so for those who regularly see my posts at another blog, my apologies.. i just can’t log in there.. silly they require me to have a Gmail account! pff..

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note: is the video player showing? if not, or if too small, just go here and watch a tribute to Syd showing pics of him while Wish You were Here plays on the background: [youtube]

My Horoscope said today…

The stars give your self-assured charm a little bit more oomph so you can be sure to captivate anyone who crosses your path, if that’s what you want. Go ahead and put those charisma phasers on ’stun’.

Well, let’s just say I dont rely in Horosopes.. and what I do believe right now is what I receieved too…

Sonnet XVIII
Shall I compare thee to a Summerday?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
 And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest;
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

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Hee thanks Honey*.* ..Everyday is indeed Valentines Day with you…

je bent alles voor mij.. ik hou zoveel van jou..