Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Day One

Kirsten Salvatore's great floating memories of her Salvatore past have returned as a whizz by the ear. Nothing would be in the way of the majestic restoration! They would all face the truth.


Yes, it's time.


♥ V Diary.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Whatever that happened to truth.

Shot for the sky
Stuck on the ground


Faces glow with excruciation.
Laughters unnerved with exhilaration.
The bubbles burst by pins in hand.
Traces that fly have vowed on land.

Friday, October 30, 2009

thats it.

The whole blanks out.

Friday, October 23, 2009

PS: Diamonds

Tears like diamonds fall on the floor.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

When Kate-like meets Leopold-wannabe;

"To my lovely hard shelled tiger prawn. In the past, many a day I've spent dreaming about your beautiful earlobes. When we do meet fleetingly, I fantasize about playing soccer with you. I cant get you out of my head, Ive tried, with a revolver many times but the bloody mess that ensues does not resemble you. Now that we are miles apart, I miss you more than a chinaman misses his noodles...."

- A : 1741hrs


Thereafter came the string of laughter that struck the tummy. Real hard.

Friday, October 16, 2009

The world's oldest lesson in history

One day you'll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You'll feel that you're close to some mystery

Saturday, October 10, 2009

The Master and His Lady

All these years, the idea has firmly planted its roots at the back of our heads. We all knew the non-existence of the slightest possbilities.


We all knew,
He, has and will always, cast his shadow on her.


At times, the late night naps on the couch proved me wrong. Then, there was the aroma of eggs from the warm pan that both filled the air and strengthened my belief of the impossibilities.


"You wait," she rebutted.
"I'm waiting."


Would that day arrive? We'll see.