The cursed end the blessed beginning (its Over)

by phatmo   Nov 12, 2010


The nightmare of loud errors disguised with opportunities.
That got a man swimming in beer pools seeking advice in brothels.
Fake smiles failed to conceal the tumult that bred pain in separated hearts.
And the lightning of unnecessary hatred flashed on the innocent sky.

Sweetness surrendered for the bitter good.
Drinking tears from our own eyes filled with despair and anguish.
Destiny called in distorted voices and our hearts and minds responded in despair.
The curse of the end blessed the beginning of fate.

Love is buried in the coffin of a man’s pride and a woman’s hypocrisy.
The fears to let go of each other dancing in the hazy visions of the future.
Disputing our will to move on in separate ways
Our hearts still yearn for the expired cosiness from the decaying love we have.

The new horizon unfolds the domain of changes.
The skeletons of our doubts keep pulling us back to the rubbles of our past.
Circumstances singing a song of no turning back. Forever is not meant for us.
To heave each other out the window is strenuous but appropriate.

The end did mean the beginning of a journey to find true treasures.
Embracing the future trying to manipulate the reality.
Shutting down memories of dead love parading at the back of our minds.
We shall never loath each other but treat each other like friends.
And never look back at our platinum history surrounded by worms.

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