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YouYour lips, your eyes, your soul Are like a work of art, The most creative thing of all Is your beautiful heart.You
If you were a painting, No colours could express The beauty deep inside you, A rainbow, nothing less.
If you were a sculpture The clay could hardly make Your figure of an angel Without one mistake.
If you were a euphony No choir could really sing All the beautiful music Your eyes could possibly bring.
So here I am, an artist, With inspiration beyond belief But to capture such rare beauty, I'd
by ~TheLeTaureau
The LIfeSometimes in the dark, Sometimes in the night, I go into the park, Looking for the light.The LIfe
Some things you lose, Some things you find, But life as such, Is the game in the mind.
Sometimes, someone you meet, With the mud at our feet, Sand in your hands, And eyes full of dreams.
Some come true, And some remain false, But the ecstasy of the true ones, Wash away the false.
Then comes a time, When you don't have a dime, To dream, to feel, To wash away your crimes.
You bend on your knees, An
by ~TheLeTaureau
the gift leftHead heavy on his heart He began to go on his path Just buried his love Below kgs & kgs of mudthe gift left
So fast, so quick, She passed away in her sleep. No time to say goodbye, No time to say thank you, Or any wish of the last minute!
He could not just believe She was around everywhere In his house, in the garden, Her scent still lingered in the shower.
How cruel life was, Just took away his half If it so needed Why not him instead
With time he knew, The grief, the pain Would all be gone. Left inside inste
by ~TheLeTaureau
Farewell False LoveFarewell false love, the oracle of lies,Farewell False Love
A mortal foe and enemy to rest,
An envious boy, from whom all cares arise,
A bastard vile, a beast with rage possessed,
A way of error, a temple full of treason,
In all effects contrary unto reason.
A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers,
Mother of sighs, and murderer of repose,
A sea of sorrows whence are drawn such showers
As moisture lend to every grief that grows;
A school of guile, a net of deep deceit,
A gilded hook that holds a poisoned bait.
A fortress foiled, which reason did defend,
A
by ~TheLeTaureau
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Is It Love?If I hugged you, would you never let go?Is It Love?
If I kissed you, would you cherish that moment?
If I reached for your hand, would you take mine gently?
If I needed a shoulder, would you let me cry on yours?
If I needed to talk, would you really listen?
If I needed to scream, would you do it with me?
If I needed to go, would you come with me?
If I fell for you, would you catch me? or just let me hit the pavement?
by ~brokenxbeauty
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- Current Residence: india
- Interests: love poems,bikes ,books
- Favourite band or musician: JAL,Eminem,metallica,enigma etc etc
- Favourite genre of music: slow and sad
- Favourite artist: enrique
- Favourite poet or writer: wiiliam wordsworth
- Favourite style of art: Fresco
- Operating System: Vista
- MP3 player of choice: Sony
- Wallpaper of choice: The hell 3D
- Skin of choice: hearts
- Favourite game: Doom,Undying
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Tom
- Personal Quote: "When I am good I am good, When I am bad I am BETTER".
- Tools of the Trade: keyboard,a diary,and a parker
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