this time let your mem'ries die

Here we are Talkin' bout forever

I'd love you all over again...

The longer we love
And the memories just keep adding up

And if I had it to do all over
I'd do it all over again
If tomorrow I found one more chance to begin
I'd love you all over again

I have it all

A stark naked light bulb hangs over my head
There's one lonely pillow on my double bed
I've got a ceiling, a floor and four walls
Who says you cant have it all

Marriage...

It's the little things you do together,
That make perfect relationships.
The hobbies you pursue together
Savings you accrue together,
Looks you misconstrue together,
That make marriage a joy.


It's the little things you share together,
Swear together,
Wear together,
That make perfect relationships.
The concerts you enjoy together,
Neighbors you annoy together,
Children you destroy together,
That keep marriage intact.


It's not so hard to be married
When two maneuver as one.
It's not so hard to be married,
And, Jesus Christ, is it fun!


It's sharing little winks together,
Drinks together,
Kinks together,
That make marriage a joy.
The bargains that you shop together,
Cigarettes you stop together,
Clothing that you swap together,
That make perfect relationships.




It's not talk of God and the decade ahead that
Allows you to get through the worst.
It's "I do" and "you don't" and "nobody said that"
And "who brought the subject up first?"
It's the little things,
The little things, the little things, the little things.


The little ways you try together,
Cry together,
Lie together,
That make perfect relationships.
Becoming a cliche together,
Growing old and grey together,
Withering away together,
That make marriage a joy.


It's the people that you hate together,
Bait together,
Date together,
That make marriage a joy.
It's things like using force together,
Shouting till you're hoarse together,
Getting a divorce together,
That make perfect relationships.

FB picks!

“Every girl has that one guy she goes back to,
heartbreak after heartbreak and nobody knows why, not even her.
And she just can't let go. ♥”

nijoswo chariye aaro kichu thake!

Advice to a Girl / Sara Teasdale

No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look long and you will be blessed:
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed.

Episode by Zbigniew Herbert

We walk by the sea-shore
holding firmly in our hands
the two ends of an antique dialogue
—do you love me?
—I love you


with furrowed eyebrows
I summarize all wisdom
of the two testaments
astrologers prophets
philosophers of the gardens
and cloistered philosophers


and it sounds about like this:
—don’t cry
—be brave
—look how everybody


you pout your lips and say
—you should be a clergyman
and fed up you walk off
nobody loves moralists


    what should I say on the shore of
    a small dead sea


    slowly the water fills
    the shapes of feet which have vanished

I know this won't last forever...

Can you imagine how I'll miss
Your touch and your kiss?

She's me...

She's anything but typical
She's so unpredictable
Oh but even at her worst she ain't that bad
She's as real as real can be
And she's every fantasy
Lord she's every lover that I've ever had
And she's every lover that I've never had

Hariye giyechi...

Love the way you lie...

Losing you...

"In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong, I'd write you another letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you'd gone on with your life and I didn't want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn't ever want to lose that."



— Nicholas Sparks (The Notebook)

Don't believe me

You never knew
Well I never told you...
Everything I know about breaking hearts
I learned from you, it's true
I've never done it with the style and grace you have
But I've made long term plans
Based on these mistakes

Broken down in bars and bathrooms
All I did was what I had to
Don't believe me when I tell you
It's just what anyone would do
Take the time to talk about it
Think a lot and live without it
Don't believe me when I tell you
It's something unforgivable

Yaad...

Looking back...

Looking back
I can see the things
I should'a done, could'a done
I see so much of my life I let go by
But when you're young
All you know how to do is wrong
Life can play tricks sometimes, you know
You think you got everything
When you got nothing at all
The only way you know where you're going
You gotta take a fall, you've got to lose it all 

Good bye...

For those by-gone days...

Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Phone Pe Bulaoge
Na Shaam Ki Karaari Chai, Labo'n Se Yun Pilaoge
Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Din Dhale Sataoge
Na Raat Ki Nashili Bye Se Neendh Mein Jagaoge


Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Dooriyaan Dhikhaoge
Na Thaam Ke Woh Josh Mein Yun Hosh Se Udaoge
Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Jhoot Se Sunaoge
Na Rooth Ke Sirhane Mein, Remote Ko Chhupaoge

What matters...

‘‘What matters is not what's written on the page, what matters is what etched in this heart. So burn the letters. And lay the ashes on the snow at the river's edge. And when spring comes, snow melts and the river rises. Return to the banks of the river. And re read my letters with eyes closed; re read the letters with your hands cupped over your ears, page after page after page...''