uncertain liberation |
clueless..was i born in doubt?unaware and senselessemotionally spontanious...was i made redundant?forward and rewinding to the same instancestangled up in a repititon of fatelessnessstupid and all but...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
replete.. |
karma, what you get is what you give..amongst my lifes principles..i must have given a lot to be receiving so much..haha, watever..time passes by so fast when youre having fun..now lifes taking its co...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Red teary eyed fallen angel' |
Staring at my reflection I question who I am. I start doubting myself n my believes..my principles, shaken..although I cry, im clueless what im crying for. So much anger n unsettlement, so much hate a...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
stupid try for a short story |
i no longer believe in the talamasca goals n too no longer trust its members..but dont get me wrong, im still a talamasca in nature..or shall i say a supernatural scholar..i do my research on my own n...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Donkey |
Subject to ridicule
Subject to disparagement
Subject to change
Subject to improvement
My options I seek
My choices are bleak
Its sad to see
What such opportunity
Be wasted
And blindly de...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
*without title* |
Refreshing, uplifting,
Consuming no denying
My luster, protector,
Fulfills my heart with rapture
Delighting, enticing,
Sensuously hypnotizing
Abiding; my longing
My thirst is now replete
Pie...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Taking Flight |
My recollection becomes clearer
As the thoughts that I hold dear
Recoils subsequently in my memory
Aiding me in choosing my destiny
Love is not a question but an answer
Yet love should not be my ...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Silent Tale of Anger Gone Stale |
Walking through the whirlwind of time
I stare and watch as moments go by
Colours unfold like a tale never told
Memories of grace suddenly drunken in haste
Reality pricks the depth of my heart
To ...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
conviction of a broken 'angel' |
truth of heart will never be told
never be shown
never passed
never stolen
except to those who've felt
to those who's heart
were once torn apart
left in pieces
in ragged edges
of broken angel...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
empty hate.. |
when broken seems,
lie broken, dimmed,
when empty hate,
turns sour, late..
when i cant take,
what u create..
when open wounds,
lay open, soon,
the bleeding cuts,
seeps to the heart,
when g...
Posted by - nurul alia - on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
