One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along his route. No problems for the first few stops a few
people got on, a few got off, and things went generally well.

At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on. Six feet eight, built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the
driver and said, "Big John doesn't pay!" and sat down at the back. Did I mention that the driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek?
Well, he was. Naturally, he didn't argue with Big John, but he wasn't happy about it. The next day the same thing happened -- Big John got on again, made a show
of refusing to pay, and sat down. And the next day, and the one after that, and so forth.

This grated on the bus driver, who started losing sleep over the way Big John was taking advantage of him. Finally he could stand it no longer.
He signed up for body building courses, karate, judo, and all that good stuff. By the end of the summer, he had become quite strong what's more,
he felt really good about himself.

So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on the bus and said, "Big John doesn't pay!,"
The driver stood up, glared back at the passenger, and screamed, "Oh yeah? And why not?!"
With a surprised look on his face, Big John replied, "Big John has a bus pass."

Moral of the story:
Be sure there really is a problem before working hard to solve it

Every time that I've told you that I love you
Forgive me
For all the times I've been crazy for you
Forgive me
How many times I've looked into your eyes
& vowed to be with you till my end
That I'll gray my hair with you
Right until the backs bend

I have been so insanely mad about you
Forgive me
For all the times I've cared about you
Forgive me
All I've wanted is your happiness
A life with you so long!
That I be the music of your heart
& your most favorite song

For the times I held onto you
Forgive me
For all the times of trust
Forgive me
The brightest of all the stars
You became my high
I forgot how to walk
I started to fly

For all the moments of love
For all the times that you were mine
For all the prose
For all the rhyme
Forgive me

if dreams came true,
i wud dream of u...
if wishes were granted,
i wud wish u were here...

if thoughts cud be read,
u wud know...
if love cud be forgotten,
i wud forget...

if tears wud just wait,
i uwd smile...
if da heart wud just not ache,
i wud ask u for mine...

if pain wud just mean joy,
i wud be so happy...
if ur indifference was love,
i wud be so happy...

if life sprang from agony,
i wud be alive...
if u had held me when i was dying,
i wud be alive...

if u asked me wot i wanted,
i wud have said,"nothing..."
if i ever told u how nuch i wanted u,
u wud not have believed...

if i cud tell u dat i love u,
i wud have told u...
if u wud ask me how much,
i don't think i cud have told u...

if i just went away someday,
u wudn't even know...
if da eyes wud just not speak so much,
hell! no one wud ever know!

I feel it every day.
I feel as if my world has crushed,
I feel as if I've lost everyone's trust.

To get up in the morning each and every day,
Is as painful as seeing my life in a grey and rainy way.
To live this life is the question,
to make me know the true confession.

Shall I go or shall I stay,
should I take this life away?
Would people care to see me gone...
To see me lie dead at the break of dawn?

Would anyone care or would anyone cry,
or would they just see my dead body, turn away and sigh?
Does anyone know my pain, can they say the've been there, too?
Does anyone feel as lonely and as heart broken as I do?

Could someone rub my back for me
and tell me that everything will be ok?
Could someone sit beside me and tell me that
I'll make it through the day?

I need someone beside me to tell me that I'm stong,
I need someone to tell me that my heart will go on.
I want someone beside me to tell me they love me so.
I'll be happy to give my all to them, as long as they won't go.

To many heartbreaks to go through, to many to bare
My simple and easy question is, "does anybody care?"
Is there someone that will tell me I mean the world to them?
Is there someone that will tell me they'll be there 'till the end?

As I sit on my bed very quite and lonely
And look through the window
I'm voiceless.
I watch the magic of a season changing
The grey sky of today, the wind and the rain
I watch a tree changing its colour very slowly
And its leaves that gently fall on the wet ground
One by one, on what it seems an endless cycle...
There's absolutely no hurry, no need to hush
They fall with the wind that blows cold
And leave the poor tree naked and alone...
This is the mystery of life, the mystery of time.

I watch this tree from my window day by day
And it's beautiful when the birds are playing on it
They hide among the leaves that patiently wait
And I can see drops of rain falling down on them.
Everyday I notice one more leaf that has fallen
Sometimes I can even catch the moment
And it's like time has stopped right there
And there's nothing else but the leaf and myself...
I can even hear it, together with my deep breath
And I just can't explain the meaning of this moment
It's a warm feeling of nothingness...

It's watching to the beauty of this moment
That I realize how this nothingness is special
The slow changing of the seasons
Is the wonderful growing process of my soul
As the leaves patiently wait for their turn to fall
I must also wait for my turn to go home...
Now I look at the darkness of the night
That has gently covered the light from the sun
I cannot hear to the birds singing anymore
And I can no longer see the colours of that lonely tree outside.

Everything now seems so quite
And silence is the only noise I can hear
A part from the sound of my breathing which is very loud
And it does feel peaceful indeed.
The stillness of this moment right here
Is the light from my spirit that rests and shines
On a day where nothing is more important then life itself
A special day that had became night as I gently blinked my eyes.
Now as the night patiently waits for the sun light
I sit here, smile at myself feeling grateful and patiently wait...
And just wait for the right moment to fly.

If tomorrow start without me,
and i'm not there to see....
If the sun should rise and find ur eyes
All filled with tears for me.....
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today...
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say...
I know how much you Love me...
As much as I LOVE YOU...
And each time you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too....
But when tomorrow starts without me
Please try to understand,
That an angel came nd called my name..
And took me by the hand...
And said my place was ready,
In heaven for above...
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly Love...
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye...
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die....
I had so much to live for,
So much yet to do...
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving You....
The good ones nd the bad,
I thought of all the Love we shared,
And all the fun we had,
If I could relive yesterday...
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye nd kiss you
And maybe see your smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me...
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you and when i did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when i walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When GOD looked down and smiled at me,
From his great golden throne,
He said "This is eternity
And all I've promised you"
Today for life on earth is past
But here it starts a new...
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There is no longing for the past.
But you've been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things
You knew you shouldn't do...
But You've been forgiven,
And now at last you are free.
So won't you take my hand.
And share life with me ?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we are far a part.
For every time you think of me
I'm right here in your Heart

An old free-verse piece but one I quite like.

sometimes at dusk,
I'm swept away in thought
when I see the night
just before it quietly blooms
incanting visions of you

as pale haloes
of the waking street lamps
as mingling recondite shadows

these are like the shades of the heart
the subtle hues, that set us apart
testify that our souls were once alone

like the way these shadows,
when i stare - render sometimes,
your face like a charcoal smear on the dark
and your gazing eyes caught in a single
breathless instant when you plainly
stare back, desireless, emptied
setting on the gasping silence
of the image before our minds
which is no longer familiar

but an invisible passion
a swirl of contained emotions
without words or meanings
a restless hot opalescence

there, we behold love and it is strange
it is strange and it is real
if only for that single breathless instant
when we saw, only through the shades of the heart
and knew nothing ~

not even a name ~

I know you wont see my broken heart, or our shattered dreams
and you never will hear my muted sobs or my silent screams

You'll choose to ignore the bruises on my soul
you'll pretend not to sense my madness taking control

But hear this:
You poison me, with every sip of your wine
and you rape me, when you're with your whores at night

So how does it feel to walk out on me?
to know that you murdered the believer in me?

How do you deal with the stains of my blood on your hands?
and how do you plan to get out of this quick sand?

As I sit on my bed very quite and lonely
And look through the window
I'm voiceless.
I watch the magic of a season changing
The grey sky of today, the wind and the rain
I watch a tree changing its colour very slowly
And its leaves that gently fall on the wet ground
One by one, on what it seems an endless cycle...
There's absolutely no hurry, no need to hush
They fall with the wind that blows cold
And leave the poor tree naked and alone...
This is the mystery of life, the mystery of time.

I watch this tree from my window day by day
And it's beautiful when the birds are playing on it
They hide among the leaves that patiently wait
And I can see drops of rain falling down on them.
Everyday I notice one more leaf that has fallen
Sometimes I can even catch the moment
And it's like time has stopped right there
And there's nothing else but the leaf and myself...
I can even hear it, together with my deep breath
And I just can't explain the meaning of this moment
It's a warm feeling of nothingness...

It's watching to the beauty of this moment
That I realize how this nothingness is special
The slow changing of the seasons
Is the wonderful growing process of my soul
As the leaves patiently wait for their turn to fall
I must also wait for my turn to go home...
Now I look at the darkness of the night
That has gently covered the light from the sun
I cannot hear to the birds singing anymore
And I can no longer see the colours of that lonely tree outside.

Everything now seems so quite
And silence is the only noise I can hear
A part from the sound of my breathing which is very loud
And it does feel peaceful indeed.
The stillness of this moment right here
Is the light from my spirit that rests and shines
On a day where nothing is more important then life itself
A special day that had became night as I gently blinked my eyes.
Now as the night patiently waits for the sun light
I sit here, smile at myself feeling grateful and patiently wait...
And just wait for the right moment to fly.

why it happens with us that sadness
takes away smiles n happiness
leave alone with unwanted guests
n we can do nothin but to host them
a million try cannot dispers them
it seems life offers nothin but only greedy
n selfish friends who are here to play with us
as they arrange our meeting with sadness
a conspiracy is created for a death-blow when
we are of no use to there cause
and when we depend on them
rather then breaths, to live
when we dont need any joke
to smile on coz they are with us
when even in two strangers we can find
something to talk about n to say
n when they are sure that we dont need
breaths to live n addictions is at limit
they go away with no cause
leaving one alone in a crowd
in a crowd where we self are strangers to ourselves
then starts our meeting with sadness
n its a life time contract with griefs
n when one goes in a state of idleness
sadness smiles coz smiles are not around

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever the years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder, thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk, chill on my brow,
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me...
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well..
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we metIn silence
I grieveThat thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

when u walk away from my life
when u told me you'll be going
i cried & sulk & soob but
somehow it didn't effected you &
i use to wounder how...

coz in the begning we were one soul
u use to trimble at the thought of parting
u took 1001 promises from me that i wont leave u no matter wat & ever since than
i stick to those words...

did i ever let u fall did i ever left u alone when u need me either in sorrow or when u were glad..

but somehow u changed..
somehow u started to act wierd &
after 4 yrs u became insensitive
as u've fell for another girl..

how could u do this wid the one who use u be ur life with the one who take u as her life for her u were the only one & somehow u still are & may b always will..
how can u let go of it soo easily u met her only in summer & it's been 5months now
u kept tellin me all the time that we can't be one now & b4 these summerz u were head over heel in lv wid me ... u said u'll die u wont live widout me wat was all that?

was it a lie or is it u're playing with my emotionals now...
wat i've i ever done to u..why did u do this with me why wid me kcan u tell me..
it still hurts it still give pain ..

my heart bleeds like clouds showering rain
i still lv u somehow & still can't 4get all those long never ending conversations all those smiles & laughters..those feelings .. emotions & untouch sensations.

teach me how to forget & after going out wid this girls for months u've told me now
& all this time u kept me in dark.. how could u how...& all this time i prayed for u.. for u happiness & success & now u're telling me u don't love me anymore as there's another gurl in ur life don't u think'm a human or posses a heart .. dun i've feelings ...

please as u've parted taken away my sould my take these breath away too i dun wana die every moment ... i can't control my tears....that u've gifted me....either gave my 4 yrs back...my happiness, my innocence or take ur tears back i dun want them i really don't....

but if possible return my parted soul~

Thought I'd call
Thought you'd call
The dead shall grow
For we walk on them
We tip
We tow so silently
Like a rhythm rehearsed
To be played incessantly
No one is alone
Ghosts don't go
Don't leave a body on a bone
Under the storm
Pigeons crowd to get dry
Matching a lie
To each distant goodbye
With a fork and a knife
She is taking her life
Darkness has an absence
Without would be no need for light
All men are not equal
But buried in love
Inside a tunnel
Where shine is not of the sun
Would that I could fly
Into a million different pieces
Maybe this particle to yours
Will mention what I couldn't do before
They breed us to eat us
And make us stronger
The grain is shuffled by the swarm
Heading for victory
The slaughter
The norm
You are not mistaken for
Herds aren't we with but a view
I lost a diamond in Vegas
And still you never knew
Look what it brought
And where it all went
Into thin air and up over my head
They test me to see how I bend
They call me their friend
But I'm still at a loss
For the words I never said
It's a margin of existence
Between you living and dead
Keep your flaws distracted
The way you shifted cocaine to an art
Arizona never turned her back
For a sifted chorus part
All she wanted was a bath
As she seeps and flows through the cracks
Laying down beside your grave
Pulling weeds beneath the pain
The revolution never came
Just the missing
And I did
He wants to be the fcuking king
A harmony to ride on
Ride him so to humbling
If this doesn't break me
Seems her persistence will
To fill the space between
A girl and her other side
I meant to say hi
But couldn't be as beautiful as
Lindsey couldn't say goodbye
She put up a good fight
The night the music couldn't play right
I smoked my last cigarette
To a melodic star in a light polluted sky
Memories are failing me
Your promises are still to be seen
And the mistakes they do repeat
No hold for me to icicles
To be frozen just like you
What I would do
What I wouldn't go through
Till my eyes could but fall off my face
She is apart at the waist
Split into one good intention and rape
But I'm still alive
You hardly had to try
It was the best of things
And I say
But you can't hear
Cause out my voice
Jane never came
Just this lonely holiday
Gone is all the trouble with your name
You never knew still you understand
To the last count you held my hand

[To Georgiana Augusta Wylie, afterwards Mrs. George Keats]

HADST thou liv'd in days of old,
O what wonders had been told
Of thy lively countenance,
And thy humid eyes that dance
In the midst of their own brightness;
In the very fane of lightness.
Over which thine eyebrows, leaning,
Picture out each lovely meaning:
In a dainty bend they lie,
Like two streaks across the sky,
Or the feathers from a crow,
Fallen on a bed of snow.
Of thy dark hair that extends
Into many graceful bends:
As the leaves of Hellebore
Turn to whence they sprung before.
And behind each ample curl
Peeps the richness of a pearl.
Downward too flows many a tress
With a glossy waviness;
Full, and round like globes that rise
From the censer to the skies
Through sunny air. Add too, the sweetness
Of thy honied voice; the neatness
Of thine ankle lightly turn'd:
With those beauties, scarce discern'd,
Kept with such sweet privacy,
That they seldom meet the eye
Of the little loves that fly
Round about with eager pry.
Saving when, with freshening lave,
Thou dipp'st them in the taintless wave;
Like twin water lillies, born
In the coolness of the morn.
O, if thou hadst breathed then,
Now the Muses had been ten.
Couldst thou wish for lineage higher
Than twin sister of Thalia?
At least for ever, evermore,

Will I call the Graces four...
Hadst thou liv'd when chivalry
Lifted up her lance on high,
Tell me what thou wouldst have been?
Ah! I see the silver sheen
Of thy broidered, floating vest
Cov'ring half thine ivory breast;
Which, O heavens! I should see,
But that cruel destiny
Has placed a golden cuirass there;
Keeping secret what is fair.
Like sunbeams in a cloudlet nested
Thy locks in knightly casque are rested:
O'er which bend four milky plumes
Like the gentle lilly's blooms
Springing from a costly vase.
See with what a stately pace
Comes thine alabaster steed;
Servant of heroic deed!
O'er his loins, his trappings glow
Like the northern lights on snow.
Mount his back! thy sword unsheath!
Sign of the enchanter's death;
Bane of every wicked spell;
Silencer of dragon's yell.
Alas! thou this wilt never do:
Thou art an enchantress too,
And wilt surely never spill
Blood of those whose eyes can kill.

---(John Keats,1817)

When the Lamp is shattered,
the light in the dust lies dead;
When the Cloud is scattered,
the rainbow's glory is shed;
When the lute is broken,
sweet tones are remembered not;
When the lips have spoken,
loved accents are soon forgot.

As music and Splendour,
Survive not the lamp or the lute;
The heart's echoes render,
No song when the spirit is mute;
No song, but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruined cell;
Or the mournful surges,
That ring a dead seaman's knell.

When hearts have once mingled,
Love first leaves the well-built nest;
And the weak one is singled,
To endure what it once possessed.

O love who bewailest!
the cruelty of all things here;
Why choose you, the frailest,
for your cradle, your home and your bier.

Its passions will rock thee,
like the storm rocks the ravens on high;
bright reason will mock thee,
like the sun from a wintry sky.

And from thy nest,
every rafter will rot;
And thine eagle home,
will leave thee naked to laughter,
when the leaves fall and cold winds come.

-Percy Byssche Shelley

yes sometimes i meet her,
when i am all alone,
when i don't have anyone listening to me,
when i don't have a peice of art to gaze into,
she comes,
slowly, smoothly, soundless,
beside me or before my eyes,
I talk to her,
she listens,
but never replies,
and goes away when someone comes.
she comes,
slowly, smoothly, soundless,
makes me comfortable,
warns me if i am wrong,
lulls me to sleep
and goes away when i am lost in dreams.
she is my true friend,
she meets me,
loves me,
caress me,
when i am all alone,
yes sometimes i meet her my loneliness