Thursday, February 26, 2009

For you my love...

Thought I couldn't live without you
As I saw your blood dripping
My hands red
I had lost you
Without a sign
As I held you close
You slipped away
Into no-whereness
Consumed by the love for yourself

I loved you, I cared for you
You made me feel foolish
So I slit your throat
And now I smile
This no-whereness consumes me
As I hold the blade against my throat
I pull it without a care
For nowhere is where we are meant to be...

5 comments:

  1. yipeeeeeeeeeeeee

    atleast now i can say, i contributed in ur poem..

    for all those wondering minds, the title of this poem is suggested by me or i can rather put it as, "the title of this poem is inspired from my suggestion" :)

    lots of louv

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  2. Thought I couldn't live without you
    As I saw your blood dripping

    *Y couldn't u live without me
    *when u could feel the joy of my dripping blood

    My hands red
    I had lost you

    *ur hands red
    *with the color of accomplishment

    Without a sign
    As I held you close

    *my blood was all over
    *to tell u i m no more

    You slipped away
    into no-whereness

    *u pushed me
    *into no-whereness

    Consumed by the love for yourself
    *destroyed by the ones love for oneself

    I loved you, I cared for you
    You made me feel foolish

    *u loved me, u cared for me
    *do i still stand as a dead fool

    So I slit your throat
    And now I smile

    *u slit my throat
    *n now u smile

    This no-whereness consumes me
    As I hold the blade against my throat

    *this foolishness will now consume u
    *n the blade is no sharp for ur throat

    I pull it without a care
    For nowhere is where we are meant to be...

    *dont pull it across
    *as i care, dont kill a dead, as i still love u
    for me there is no life
    *but to know u still alive

    *u mean my world
    *that i have nomore

    *to me, u r my world
    *i miss everytim
    *to me, u were my love
    *"were" is the word i choose
    *for me there is no life
    *as the blade u chose over me

    tried my handss in poems :)

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  3. Thanx...thats wat i was goin for...there is hate even in love...

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