and the award ""best liar""goes to u

yOUR ArmS feeL LIke HOMe

Sunday, 27 March 2011

wich is wich


They say,
“To hold your faith,
You should keep it blind”
Afraid
You’d open your eyes
 And see
It’s just the darkness

And the screeching voices
Pull you back and forth
Torn between
A hundred falsenesses
All having the title:
“Truth”

Beyond it all
There lies a challenge
In a time less
Than your years on this Earth
Can you pick one difference
Between two pictures
Called “Facts” and “Lies”
And tell
Which is which?

Tuesday, 1 March 2011







Love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice or a dozen times in our life
, we always face a brand-new situation.

Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life.
We have to take love where we find it, even if it means hours, days, weeks of disappointments and sadness.

Three Days Grace - On My Own

Three Days Grace - On My Own

best song ever "on my own"" 3 days grace











I walk alone
Think of home
Memories of long ago
No one knows, I lost my soul long ago

Lied too much
She said that she's had enough
Am I too much?
She said that she's had enough

Standing on my own
Remembering the one, I left at home
Forget about the life, I used to know
Forget about the one, I left at home

I need to run far away
Can't go back to that place
Like she told me
I'm just a big disgrace

Lied too much
She said that she's had enough
Am I too much?
She said that she's had enough

Standing on my own
Remembering the one, I left at home
Forget about the life, I used to know
Forget about the one, I left at home

So now I'm standing here alone
I'm learning how to live life on my own

Lied too much
I think that I've had enough
Am I too much?
She said that she's had enough

I'm standing on my own
Remembering the one, I left at home
Forget about the life, I used to know
Forget about the one, I left at home

So now I'm standing here alone
I'm learning how to live life on my own
Forget about the past, I'll never know
Forget about the one, I left at home


Friday, 4 February 2011










Come Home, said the wounded warrior

.    
Show me the way, she replied.  


And so he did, lighting her journey back to him with a love only he could give her. He opened his heart and laid it all down at her feet. The pain. The love. The longing. The passion. These they both laid bare. They forgave each others acts of anger, forgave the words said to hide disappointments in each other.  They understand that sometimes hurt takes on the face of anger. They forgave themselves for becoming people they were not, selfish, stubborn. They understand that regardless of the roads they have taken in an attempt to break free from each other, love leads them back to one another. It always has, it always will. It only takes a whispered word to the heart and everything and everyone around them fades away and they are one again. The promises of marriage, children, happiness given to each other form a tighter bond between them. They do not care if they are not understood, or if they are judged. Only they know what lies beneath.  Only they know that in each other they have more than others hope to have in a lifetime. They understand why they both can not give themselves completely to others, how can they when they belong only to each other. No one knows her heart, like he does. No one knows his heart, like she does. Their world is once again, complete.


Twitter Bird Gadget