to be or not to be....

to be or not to be
i used to ponder why i live
if the life i have is a great mischief
give the reason why am i in grief
do i deserve this mess?
wish I do not exist
to be or not to be
this is my question
are these all meant to be
like shakepeare’s hamlet’s tragedy?
this can’t be happening to me
i am rogue, i am strong
nothing can ever make me fall
i am mutant, i’m so clever
no one can make me sick ever
to be or not to be
this is my question
am i to be prosecuted like a convict?
be given a verdict which I cannot predict
this life is so brutal
i do not deserve this, i’m not a criminal
no need to run, no need to hide
yet its killing me softly deep inside
to be or not to be
this is my question
do I really need to be here
at the edge of the cliff w/ tear and fear?
i am engrossed by uncertainty
enthralled in my missing mentality
but I require no pity
i still have prowess and beauty within me
i may have lost my entity
but my identity will stay
to find my way and key
if it’s really to be or not to be…
to be continued...

My confession…

My confession…
I’m trembling, raindrops are falling, I feel cold,
I’m thinkn’ deep, I can’t sleep, I pause for a moment.
I put on the music, Listnin love songs
I’m breathing deep, feels like floating, somewhere, some place…
Feels like I’m craving for something
Something I long for…
I’ve tried it once, I want to try it again..
I want to feel that heat like it was the first time.
It was nearing midnight…I saw a shadow from afar
I went out from bed, barely naked, wearing a piece of silhouette
Still dark, I don’t want to put on the light.
Slowly I walk, listening while walking.
Silence peeps tru the night.
I really feel cold, I need that heat.
I know I’m not afraid,
I can do this. I’m ready.
My heart’s beating fast can’t hold it any longer.
I feel like exploding, I’m trembling, I feel cold.
A knock on the door, twice, three times.
That was the signal.
"are you there? Your cappuccino’s ready.”

" W H Y ???"

Why did I had to meet you
and let myself like you a lot,
and then to feel the splendored thing
of wanting you with all my heart?
Why do you have to look at me
with those eyes that sooth my soul,
and then to feel the sudden flame
of wanting you with love and all?
Why do you have to talk with me
in such a pleasant voice
and then for me to feel alone
without your presence grieves my soul?
Why did I ever learn to love
and feel that bliss sublime
of wanting, longing for you
who can never be mine?
Why...why...why..why???

AN OPEN LETTER TO GOD

Dear God,
Thank you for another day!
I don’t know how you do it but you always seem to know when I need you and you always lend a helping hand. Your “angels in disguise” are always around…that it usually puts a smile on my face when I realize they are doing it in your name. You always hold true to your promise that you will carry the load that I cannot handle. I have always believed that with you, everything is possible.
I am sorry Lord that at times I am stubborn. I insist on doing things even if I know they are wrong for me. I’m sorry that sometimes I forget to allow you to take the wheel.
I thank you for the signs that you continue to give me so that I may veer towards the righteous path. My soul is and will remain peaceful knowing that you are and will always be around to protect and guide me. Amen.

Your Work In Progress,
kitkat

Falling in Love!!!

Why do people fall in love even though they know that it hurts?

Some people think that love is just a game,

no play then no wins nor loose,But is this really meant to be happening?

Or they just want it to be happening?

They think that they can play games through love,

Love is not a game, it is a part of life that gives you strength to face some challenge.

People used to gamble love, honesty and trust,

But I don't think it will work that way,

yes you can give love and you can be honest to everyone

but I don't think you can give trust

coz someone told me that you can just earn it to the person you really love.

You have to treasure every person that was being

part of your life so that in return they will do the same to you,

I know it's hard to trust someone but you need to teach yourself to be tough and be real.

Anyway for me people do fall in love even though they know it hurts coz that's

what really love means to HURT and at the same time you've LEARNED from it....

5 Tuf Questions That Men Have To Answer

The five questions are:

1 - "What are you thinking?"
2 - "Do you love me?"
3 - "Do I look fat?"
4 - "Do you think she is prettier than me?"
5 - "What would you do if I died?"

What makes these questions so bad is that every one is guaranteed to explode intoa major argument and/or divorce if the man does not answer properly.
For example:
1) "What are you thinking?"
The proper answer to this question, of course, is,
"I'm sorry if I've been pensive, dear.
I was just reflecting on what a warm, wonderful, caring, thoughtful, intelligent, beautiful woman you are and what a lucky guy I am to have met you." Obviously, this statement bears no resemblance whatsoever to what the guy was reallythinking at the time, which was most likely one of five things:
a) Baseball
b) Football
c) How fat you are.
d) How much prettier she is than you.
e) How he would spend the insurance money if you died.
(The best answer to this stupid question came from Al Bundy, of Married With Children,who was asked it by his wife, Peg. "If I wanted you to know," Al said, "I'd be talkinginstead of thinking.")

The other questions also have only one right answer but many wrong answers:

2) "Do you love me?" The correct answer to this question is, "Yes." For those guys who feel the needto be more elaborate, you may answer, "Yes, dear."
Wrong answers include:
a) I suppose so.
b) Would it make you feel better if I said yes.
c) That depends on what you mean by "love".
d) Does it matter?
e) Who, me?

3) "Do I look fat?" The correct male response to this question is to confidently and emphatically state,"No, of course not" and then quickly leave the room.
Wrong answers include:
a) I wouldn't call you fat, but I wouldn't call you thin either.
b) Compared to what?
c) A little extra weight looks good on you.
d) I've seen fatter.
e) Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about your insurance policy.

4) "Do you think she's prettier than me?" The "she" in the question could be an ex-girlfriend, a passer-by you were staringat so hard that you almost caused a traffic accident or an actress in a movie you just saw. In any case, the correct response is, "No, you are much prettier."
Wrong answers include:
a) Not prettier, just pretty in a different way.
b) I don't know how one goes about rating such things.
c) Yes, but I bet you have a better personality.
d) Only in the sense that she's younger and thinner.
e) Could you repeat the question? I was thinking about your insurance policy.

5) "What would you do if I died?" Correct answer: "Dearest love, in the event of your untimely demise, life wouldcease to have meaning for me and I would of course hurl myself under the front tires of the first Domino's Pizza truck that came my way."
This might be thestupidest question of the lot, as is illustrated by the following stupid joke:
"Dear," said the wife.
"What would you do if I died?"
"Why, dear, I would be extremely upset," said the husband.
"Why do you ask such a question?"
"Would you remarry?" persevered the wife."No, of course not, dear" said the husband.
"Don't you like being married?" said the wife."Of course I do, dear" he said.
"Then why wouldn't you remarry?"
"Alright," said the husband, "I'd remarry." "You would?" said the wife, looking vaguely hurt. "Yes" said the husband.
"Would you sleep with her in our bed?" said the wife after a long pause. "Well yes, I suppose I would." replied the husband.
"I see," said the wife indignantly. "And would you let her wear my old clothes?"
"I suppose, if she wanted to" said the husband. "Really," said the wife icily.
"And would you take down the pictures of me andreplace them with pictures of her?"
"Yes. I think that would be the correct thing to do."
"Is that so?" said the wife, leaping to her feet.
"And I suppose you'd let her playwith my golf clubs, too."
"Of course not, dear," said the husband. "She is left-handed."