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Diaries for a weekThursday.
the day didn't seem to be different. I woke up late, I ate cold lunch, a had a sip from the Pepsi bottle thrown in the fridge, and everything seemed boring like usual. I drove the car to granma's house and mom was sitting beside me, with her sighs every-time someone gets near the car, she has got no nerves at all. I got used to those sighs and the frit she falls into, She has been like this her whole life.
Prison break was on, and more Pepsi in a glass I was drinking when mom suddenly told me there's something wrong with granny. she was fritting. freaked out, I was trying to calm her down, we tried to reach the doctor but we couldn't. After calling the ambulance, and after it had cut her way through the traffic to the hospital. and after I had parked my car in the hospital's lot. and after the car leaked every single drop of water. anyways, she entered ICU.
MTV Arabia, Some program I don't remember its name.
"I am a geek, I like dancing, 60's dancing, I want to be cool, s
FreedomFreedom from my eyes has gone
It was a mission and now it's done
This is a war no more fun
in the mud they threw your son
If someone has to be blamed
blame who made the gun
Who made it fun
Pushed and ran
Fed into the flame
The flesh of your son
The game has just begun
(rage down on them
They are all to be blamed
Burnt the pride of men
And fed them to the flame )
Why have they got my soul?
Why have they made my doom?
Why have they spitted on my face?
Why am I fucking alone?
Freedom of my eyes has vanished
birds on trees all were punished
Houses of the town has burnt ,people were banished
Abandoned from the core
Why have they got my soul ?
Left my body in the dirt ?
(get me off )
Left my body in the dirt ?
Left my body in the dirt ?
(get me off )
Killed my fathers right away
Shoot my mothers and left their stains
Dragged my brothers by those ropes
Hustled my sisters in their rooms
Drove me to this war
THEY CAN'T KILL MY PRIDE
(I will stay and fight)
Folks, This part of life we fear,
Most of us conceal and bear,
the truth is there, but we prefer to hide it,
maybe a time or two when we say it,
but we are afraid, always afraid of the consequences.
I am here to show you your problems,
not to judge you, and not giving definitions,
Right, Wrong, and how to decide!
this is not my profession.
my wife is cheating on me,
I can see it in her eyes,
Cheating eyes, and used body of hers,
I can't take it anymore, but I don't want
my kids to suffer because of a mistake done,
or a mistake might be done some time in the near future!
Anonymous II said:
My best friend betrayed me,
He stabbed me in the back when I trusted him,
I gave him all my secrets, and he gave them away,
I feel pathetic and I don't want to continue in this life.
I am sick of crying in the tub for hours.. help me!
Anonymous III said:
I am suppressed by my boss,
He always blocks my thoughts,
I just need one chance to say
the independent voice of truthThe sun had risen and passed the dawn,
I left the rays light the room,
I was amazed to see ..
the crowds are smashing my car in the street.
I stood there stumbling, and my heart started jumping.
I turned and ran towards the door,
There were tall men counted four,
I fell in fear, till I drowned,
When they caught my leg upside down,
from the top ..
I fell this time for real. and my feelings were concealed.
When I landed on the top of my smashed car
I saw the blood with my last scream.
It was on the news today,
The homicide of B. B. Jones.
The man was already dead,
when Seiko had put an end to it.
The mob crowded, the mob said this, and said that,
but the word is his word, and the voice is his,
The man under the hat "Hatchet Seal".
She walked till her legs got sore,
till she barely felt her muscles.
took her high heels off, and continued,
She was talking to herself, as she was puzzled.
maybe she was doing the part of the bitch,
hanging out with this and playing a game with that.
it must be a dreamWhat a glorious day! another day in my life cycle, I went up from bed just to open the window and see the light coming in, my way to the bathroom was short because I live in a small flat, in a student suburb, my room mate Kayden wakes up before I do and goes to the library everyday. She has enthusiasm, and determination which I lack. after I had a hot shower and put my clothes on, I went to Billy's pub, which was just round the corner. Kayden, Steve, Hector and Me have always met there since the freshman year in university. Steve the slumber as Kayden calls him, he had had 4 bottles of Stella in the start of the day, to keep his "drunk" title up!
Hector started this, talking to Oustina -the bartender-,"What would you do if ya had loada cash?"
"Ya go buy your own pub, Oustina. and I would be your favourite customer, I say" Steve started to giggle, in a weird voice.
"I say we should break a toast to the million dollar win" I raised my glass up. and we al
The Future Teller"NORA!" came a gruff voice from downstairs that echoed in the room, Nora was sitting on her bed reading an old history book about the phoenix people as she was preparing a report for school. When she heard her dad's voice she jumped off the bed and descended the stairs as her swift steps were moving in silence. "yes dad, you called me?" she answered, "umm, Nora your mom and I are going abroad for work we would be absent for about 2 weeks and we want you to stay with uncle Earl, it would be safe for you and we won't be worried, he will take good care of you." He seemed determined when he said this staring at her eyes, she knew right away that she can't go on a lousy negotiation with him so she surrendered to what is decided and said in a faint voice "okay, as you like it, dad", "don't worry baby, you will find lots of history books, you might like the place, and uncle Earl shares the same interest with you."
The next day was cloudy, but sun light found its way through clouds and form
RestlessI thought of how big life used to be,
And my little tired knees are no more helpful,
Do I take over the distance or does it take over me?
Because I am walking today all the way,
And I don't know what is hidden but I will live enough to see.
My shell is the hell when summer strikes
And asphalt is not a ground for my grayish green
Limbs to walk on, can I watch out those silver bikes?
If I were to choose, I would pick my little world,
Snails and leaves, too boring compared to a nike air-trainers!
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