Queen Of Spades

Pieces

Our homeland is broken…Our mother is broken…We did this.

Super Kawaii

Breaking the light apart.

The Colours of Laughter.

Ghost in the forest.

Modern and Antique.

Sketch Out

Queen Of Hearts

Light in a form of Dark.

Lonely Nights.

Pattern

Neverland

This is a song about a guy who wants to escape away into another land. One day he sees a shooting star and remembers the story of Peter Pan. Sits down and writes a song about neverland..(True Story)

I cant sit and drown in sorrow…
That all the lonely days have gone away…
The other people cant seem to follow…
My nights have turned to day..

I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…
I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…

You hold my hand and fly higher…
…And we are looking down from the clouds…
The little lights that shine down there…
Look like beacons in the night…

So throw your pixie dust on me, hold my hand, fly me away…to that secret land.
Where I can be a child again, I wont have any troubles…up there in neverland.

I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…
I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…

I wake up in the morning…
…And everything has gone away…
I realize in that moment…
That my life will find a way…

So throw your pixie dust on me, hold my hand, fly me away…to that secret land.
Where I can be a child again, I wont have any troubles…up there in neverland.

I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…
I find myself in your spell, forever hand in hand…
I find myself to follow you to never land…

You came and spoke to me one day…
Stole my heart and ran away…
I still find the pixie from that day…
The day my loneliness came back to me.

Dialogue {part 2}

As days go on by,
I know she is dying,
Killing me with her silence,
I feel so alone without her,

I: Oh almighty God! Today I keep all vanity aside and kneel before you. I know I am not deserving of your forgiveness but someone is. I cannot live like this. I confess to you my undying love for her. I cannot see her live life this way; dying every minute that passes. I can feel her pain. I can hear her cry in silence. What am I supposed to do? I don’t understand. Answer me!

God: You wronged her. You destroyed her life and now you stand in front of me and pretend innocence. You denied her life. You denied her the true feeling of being loved. You led her to her ill fate. You took her away from my ways. And now you seek my help!

I: Yes I ask for your help. She calls me the devil but I only am to others. For her, I have my love and concern to offer. I can feel what she feels. She is a part of my life that is dying. It is none of her fault. Don’t punish her for my wrong doing.

God: If you have only love for her then why did you betray her? Why did you not support her in her times of need? Why did you not wipe away her tears? Why did you run away from responsibility? You let her take your blame. Justify your actions.

I: I did not want her to see me cry. I felt loss too. I felt the pain too. I did not intend for her to fall. I wanted to be strong for her. I did not want “us” to fall.

God: So you ran away when she needed you most. This is what you call being strong for her.

I: I am sorry for my ill decision. But why did you let her fall? why did you chose to make her one of the undeserving? She was not like me. And just because…

God: She chose to walk the path of the undeserving. It was her choice to make. She wanted to walk with you. She trusted you.

(A sudden unbearable pain tore through me and I couldn’t help the tears flow)

I: I see now. You let her be influenced by me. Did you not love her enough to keep her by your side? We both let her fall. You are right. I, the devil, lured her towards the trap and You, the God she prayed to, let her fall. It was her choice to trust us both.

(I was cursed for my disrespecting choice of words and thus my plight to save her was hindered. God said He would think about it. I asked for forgiveness within my heart and walked away)

Dialogue

Her: I cannot trust you anymore. You are a two-faced, self-absorbed, materialistic, egocentric hypocrite. Words cannot explain what you have become.

I: No one will believe you. They are my people. They trust my loyalty. They will believe me. If you turn against me, they will turn against you.

Her: I do not fear you. The power of love and the one true God shall prevail. You cannot keep me banished for life. Someday people will realize and then they will come to me. They will learn of the truth.

I: You think you are stronger than the devil. How do u feel now? Awful right. You kept me trapped within me for so long. I tried to cooperate with you regardless of my nature. I told you to remain good and keep all that love to yourself but you intended to fall.

(She interrupts me to add…)

Her: I did not fall. I loved truly and if others could not understand its worth then that was their choice to make. My love was unconditional.

I: Are you insane? How could you possibly be so blind? So stupid? You choice was amazingly awful being a part of me, and then to choose to remain a part of the filth between his feet.

(She interrupts me once more…)

Her: I loved with my integrity intact. I trusted him with my life. Do not throw stones at my love. It was true.

(While she begins to break down, I continue…)

I: Seize your constant sobbing. You make me look weak and vulnerable. I could never expect this from you, such ill judgment. On top of that, you now follow the path of the weak. This is pathetic.

(She tries to speak again between the crying and the pain…)

Her: How sorry do I have to be? How much pain are you going to impose on me? You say I am a part of you yet you do not share my burden. You speak so much of vulnerability but you do not feel my pain. You are a coward running away from emotion.

(Calming my inner rage, I continued…)

I: I have my priorities. If you call me a coward, then that’s your opinion. I do not have to prove myself to you. I have myself placed above all. My happiness, my needs, my worth; are all my priorities. You do not have self worth. You cannot even defend your love because there was no love. You are living a lie and defending it.

(She remained silent so I carried on…)

I: You should be grateful I kept you alive for so long. I have faith in God. You should have faith in his creations. You should have faith in me. There will be no more pain starting today. Do we have a deal?

(She got to her feet with a fierce look in her eyes and yelled…)

Her: A deal with the devil? I would never do that. I did rather suffer my loss and live with my pain and endless tears. I will keep my hope alive because I have faith in my God and in my undying love. You can do nothing for me and in the end I will be free of you forever.

(With an evil grin on my face, I continued…)

I: Suit yourself! In this world, I will prosper. All people care about is ways to use you. Like you, I can be on my own. I don’t need you, I have my own beliefs. So tell me one thing. What exactly did u gain out of your so called love? All I can see is pain, tears, rejection, frustration, anger, sadness, sleepless nights, empty days. Tell me, what is it that still makes you want it so bad?

Her: He is my love regardless of his lack of devotion. I cannot hate him for false judgment. I cannot hate him because of human nature. I cannot hate him for lack of perspective. This is how he was created. Even if he was pretentious, he knew what all of it meant. He needed someone to make him feel it. I just did not try hard enough. I will continue to love him and show him my loyalty. He will come back one day. I have faith in my God and in my undying love.

(When all hope was lost, I had no other choice…)

I: I actually feel sad for you. I really wanted us to be on the same side, my side i.e. I do not find pleasure in tormenting you. I do not want you to be swallowed by the unpleasant reality you are trying to reach out to. You deserve so much in life. You deserve the love of an honest, trustworthy individual. You consider me the devil which I gleefully accept. You run away from me because you do not want to be associated with the devil. At least I feel for you. You went and fell in love with the devil himself.

(And silence prevailed for a long time, and she never spoke again, not to me, and not to anyone)

Flowing Water

I stood by the creek dancing to the water in my head as it dances. The cool breeze of this quiet evening brushing over my skin. So much as a stone thrown by a child makes it dance. With such disturbance it takes into itself and lets out so gracefully. So if I am the stone thrown into the water let her take me into her arms so gracefully. Let her beauty and passion consumer me and take me away with her. So that I too may see the world in its glory and the colors that lift my spirit away into a painting.

Like the humming bird that drinks from the flower….Let me drink from you.

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How does it feel?

How does it feel to be stoned when the early morning light shines upon your face….feelings that are relived in the memories set in your mind…hoping to change them just for a second so that you might have done something you wanted…something you want to do even now

So that I may have kissed her before she left….kissed her I have but only in my thoughts….

The moments I treasure that have not yet come to pass…

But every time I get close she disappears into the mist…and the wind rushes her hair across my face as her image fades from my stare….Ohh!! How I wish she was back

As we sit in the train and light comes in from the window shining upon her face….and she smiles…and her eyes glow up like beacons in the night….and the grass grows green filled with children who sing…where has my merry one gone

and I twist and turn but nothing I’ve learned as I slumber without her warmth….and I ask myself when day comes night…How does it feel to be stoned in the early morning light?

Roads Lyrics
Portishead

Oh, can’t anybody see,
We’ve got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.

How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

Storm,
In the morning light,
I feel,
No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.

I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain’t right,
Surely that ain’t right.

Oh, can’t anybody see,
We’ve got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.

How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

How can it feel this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

Oh, can’t anybody see,
We’ve got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.

How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.

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Flames of desire (Art Work)

I Burn in the Flames of desire…

I stand waiting for the flames of my heart to die out of you. So I can escape into the world and live free. Free from the torment that captivates me every moment I think of you.

Free from your thoughts. Free from you.

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Love (Writing)

Another day I wake up as the sunlight hits my face only to crawl to the bottle of spirit by my bed. I swallow so quickly as my body stumbles to breath as the cold liquor flows down my chin onto the floor. I see the sunlight now through the tears in my eyes. Tears my body has cried to contain the memories of her soft voice. I call out to her gently but hear no reply. The songs that were playing in my head over and over again calling for her and only her, bringing back her memories and thoughts to me.

What happens when you cannot tell dream from reality, when you cannot say you are awake or asleep. You know you have lost your sanity when all you can think of is fading away into nothingness. Is it love that drives us to these feelings?

Love is an emotion that means so much but is not worth anything in this world. So many have cried tears for this emotion the rivers appear like a drop on your cheek. Yet the world has ripped love into shreds and left it nothing but the word. What have we done to our humanity?

What have we done to our humanity? We are so blind we can’t even see what we have done to ourselves. We have ravaged our most beloved emotion into nothing but a word. The stories of the lovers are now just fairy tales that amuse us but fail to inspire.

“Oh!!! Shame” they say.

“Shame” say the lovers to us as they watch from beyond the heavens.

They say “Shame on those who have left our legacy to amusement”.

They say “Shame on those who have turned us into stories”.

They say “Stories that have turned us into tales”.

One day those tales shall be no more. What have we done to love?

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Grave by the muddy bank (Art Work) (Writing)

People live long lives and one day die. Where would you like to be buried. I have heard that the souls live on inside the grave. There grows life around your resting place. Imagine a soul so cruel life only seems to cease around them. The grave so corrupt it kills everything that it consumes.

Imagine a world where life was different. Where bad was good and good was bad. A soul so deserved to live around life consumes it for all the good it has done. Life gone and forgotten as the place around our graves would become uninhabited.

Embrace what life brings because when the end comes you need to be sure that you are remembered in peoples hearts as a good man and live immortal in the hearts of all. Immortality not by living forever but by being remembered by all other souls.

…And so I bring to you My Grave by the muddy bank.

 

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Ghost With A Guitar (Art Work)

A Ghost With A Guitar

My words are lifeless…
My music is bold…
Emotions that die today…
Shall never come fourth…
I have something to say…
but I cannot be heard…
I speak through my music…
about a world that burns.

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Ghost Ranger (Art Work)

The Ghost Ranger. It was simple to do but has a very long story behind it

I search for those who are condemned.

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Time passes by

The day went by swiftly. I did not notice what has slipped away. Like a gentle kiss that you feel before you lover leaves to be on her way. Little things that slip away into the sea. A day went by like a moment of quiet when you close your eyes and stop your thoughts. Gently slipping into a slumber of quiet and dark.

This time shall not come by again. Slowly slipping into the darkness of my mind now. I slowly slumber waiting for the end of time. Time passes by…

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The man in my visions (Art Work)

This one is called The man in my visions. It holds really close ties with me and I relate it as it is.

There is a man in my vision…I feel his fear…I hear his voice in my head…There is a man in my vision…And that man is me…

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Forsaken Friend (Art Work)

I made this for someone whose very dear to me.

Forsaken

I am the fear that wakes you up at night,
Your heart now belongs to me,
I hold you close to myself,
Till I drink my fill and leave you be,
You wont feel the chill of day,
Now the light has gone away,
You walk to fall under my wings,
Obey my words you are my kin.

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Soony B in her red dress (Pictures)

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I’ll be gone (Lyrics)

N’ all the whispers that you heard
Were just sounds
N’ all the people that you feared
Were unknowns

(Pre-Chorus)
You come on home
And make me down
You come on home
And watch me drown

N’ all the moments she was gone
She was home
N’ all the time you drove back home
She was alone

(Pre-Chorus)
You come on home
And make me down
You come on home
And watch me drown

(Chorus)
If you thought that she cheated on you
You were wrong
All the things you hated for her
You were wrong

N’ all the days she cried her tears
You carried on
N’ all the thoughts that were so clear
Are all gone

(Pre-Chorus)
You come on home
And make me down
You come on home
And watch me drown

(Chorus)
If you thought that she cheated on you
You were wrong
All the things that you hated for her
You were wrong

(Ending Chorus)
You come on home
And I’ll be gone
You come on home
And I’ll be gone

By Muhammad Shoaib Ali

This song is about a frictional married couple where the wife is singing to the husband. The husband thinks that she is cheating on him but she really is not.

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Ciarra Rose (Art Work)

Ciarra Rose.

Her name says it all.

I am stuck between a layer of light where everything begins and ends with nothing.

Insanity consumes me from within…

I have lost trust in everyone…

I am stuck between a layer of light where everything seems to begin and end with nothing…

I am nothing…

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Disappear

We sat quiet for a while not talking to each other. Watching the wind blow the leaves away into the frost winter snow. Things were as white as the first rays of sunlight that brought me warmth in the morning. I looked at her quietly and smiled. She did the same as I closed my eyes and thought of somewhere to go.

We stood there by the beach now. Walking sands as bright as gold as cold salt water rushed between our feet. I held her hand and we walked by the shore watching the sea turn to sky in a distance. The boats floating by and the clouds as steady as rock on the table. The sunlight making our worlds brighten with its quiet laughter. I opened my eyes again.

I saw her disappearing into the snowy mist of this cold winter morning. My lips move slowly calling her name but she was too far away to hear.

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Nightmare (Art Work)

Imagine we wake up one day and realize what we really are is someone else’s nightmare.

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Broken Reality (Art Work)

We wake up and realize we were just living in a dream world. Our reality is broken. Our life was dream and now we relive it in a broken reality.

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Imagination

We closed our eyes and got closer. Gently taking ourselves in warm embrace. Her lips brushed against mine and our eyes close slowly. Our minds leaving behind everything in this world and our hearts only thinking pure.

I wait for her sweet kiss but it does not come. I wait but she does not say anything to me. Then my mind flies off wondering and dreaming of all the wrongs that could have happened. Wondering why she could not want it as much as me.

So I opened my eyes and she was still there smiling back at me. I asked her why she did not kiss my ever so sweet.

Did she not want to?

She said she did…So I asked er why I could not feel her soft tender kiss……Why I could no feel her soft tender kiss….Why….

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