Method of a CougarSome call them milfs, some call them cougars, Maybe they are cheaters, maybe they are liars, Do they call their husbands after they're done with you? What about their kids, are they sleeping in their rooms? They can seduce you without you even notice, And drag you to the beds of despair, They can tear you apart with just a look of yours, and play innocence games with their playing tools. And when you bust them up, they pretend they are not there, Because they have their own lives, and you're not their affair, They say they believe in Karma, they believe in God, they bend their heads down and pray to Allah, "God save ou
Reinforced GlassHe was looking from his window. checking her while she walks away, A widow in black, walking out everyday, her heart was broken reflected in her eyes, and red mellow strands fall on her face. Her walk was neat and her clothes were clean, her lips concealed a hundred desire, She never found love after the death she has seen. But in his heart she lit vertigo of fire,He used to roam in his room, million steps to his heaven's door, although she wasn't that far away, but he never reached a way to her home, He stopped thousand times to check her walk, and she used to walk alone. He kept on burning aday, when his he
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 coul
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 sonIf 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?(NO!)Freedom of my eyes has vanished birds on trees all were punished Houses of the town has burnt ,people were banished Abandoned from the coreWhy ha
IVOT II" Radio 101.2Folks, 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.--Anonymous said: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 wantmy kids to suffer because of a mistake done, or a mistake might be done some time in the near future!--Anonym