“So when will the weather change, my dear?” She asks - “When the very last bullet is shot? When the bodies are buried, When chariots and ferries Cut the next scene in the plot?” He answers: “Not even when guns will roar and all a man's cavalry charge, Nor when women and children cry, Or when men, ...Read more

Had you ever really cared? For my feelings, For the love we shared? No— That just cannot be true. That you loved her While I loved you. You shattered every fragile shard Of my love for you, A gambling card. You said that you were all alone: You "needed me," "There was no her." But late at night,...Read more

Smile when it's daytime, Smile when you can. No, I'm not forcing you - but for a moment, think back. Think back to your young days... When you'd try smile all the time. Sad,angry or happy - You'd smile all the while. And I know it sounds silly "- Was easier then",I know. But you'll regret you st...Read more

If life was a garden, Would you run up and down? Would you trim all the hedges - Or just sit,look around? Whatever you do - be it fix it or not. Remember, in the end, it's your garden plot. -quiet_pages...Read more

Days will come, and days will go. Seasons change - this much you know. For you have travelled ups and downs, Steeper, farther than some right now. Friend, life will offer varied paths, Will take you near, will take you far. You’ve dragged, you’ve walked, you’ve sprinted - And yet still, you are t...Read more

Leaves can fall from many trees, but petals from a rose- or any flower, really- follow where the wind blows. But if there is no wind to carry, Tell me, where to land? Or how to lift up off the ground Myself. No helping hand. The truth is, friend, the wind will carry you from door to door. From r...Read more