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Heart broken by Arabian Oud {R}


The wall I built to guard my heart,Is long broken to tiny pieces,The roads ahead seem all jammed,And the path is vague to my eyes,My heart’s turned so weak now,I can feel it beating so rapidly,That discomfort emotions cause,The losses we face, the pain we inherit,So much on my mind, and less time,I am collapsing but there is no escape,My eyes see a blur world in front of me,But I can not hold on to that rope,That hope is lost & I am deserted,I have nothing in hand but ashes,I am alone today without him,I am heartbroken in this path,For love you were never lucky for me,And left me to weep in the end

by me

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He and She said…
Very nice blog. This is my first time to visit you. It seems you have a strong personality. I admire the woman who has the power to express herself openly, the open minded liberal, mature and educated woman. My lady, you impressed me
He and She said…
oh, I just finished all your blog. All your posts are great and tell how romantic your are. Is that you in most of the pictures? If yes then you should'nt hide those eyes behind a sun glasses. Your eyes have a very unique blend of the serenity of the dove and the sharpness of the eagle. I never seen like that before. Who can have eyes like yours then hide them?
Arabianperfume said…
Thankyou for visiting my blog page He & She, I really appreciate your kind words.. they have really touched me.. sometimes expressing ourself too clearly like crystal leaves us alone in the middle of the road and people fade away, all those promises, oaths fade away into ashes, those words become nothing but meaningless...

I have seen this happen to me, the blogs I write now soo full of pain is what I am really going through, it's not just me conveying something romantic and alluring people to fall into these words and be hypnotised...

I hide my eyes because they have nothing but pain and have been overtaken by silence...

thanks again for your sweet words.

Peace

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