Sunday, March 15, 2009 . 17:28
when passion arrive,
you don't have to hide, you don't have to run.
there is no need to chase, no need to wooed.
yet not being able to catch it would be the fear.
I am use to being alone, i am use to eating alone,
I learn to live alone, i learn to speak alone.
I walk alone,I travel alone.
I sleep alone, I sing alone.
Alone i write, Alone i read.
i write poems alone, I write songs alone.
hitherto
that's Julian.
you don't have to hide, you don't have to run.
there is no need to chase, no need to wooed.
yet not being able to catch it would be the fear.
I am use to being alone, i am use to eating alone,
I learn to live alone, i learn to speak alone.
I walk alone,I travel alone.
I sleep alone, I sing alone.
Alone i write, Alone i read.
i write poems alone, I write songs alone.
hitherto
that's Julian.
Julien. L
The accent of the floweriest tone.
The accent of the floweriest tone.
Monday, March 09, 2009 . 23:47
One word, two say, three alphabets, four events.
A singular word that pushes all the happenings,
encumbered with word yet the action speaks it all,
would the result of that word be a new beginning or another hope?
The word that brings me through it all is
"YES"
A singular word that pushes all the happenings,
encumbered with word yet the action speaks it all,
would the result of that word be a new beginning or another hope?
The word that brings me through it all is
"YES"
Julien. L