theatre of life.....

I LIKE THE English literature  ...
I LIKE TO write abt anything anything anything....

see here  ,,, n try to guess wat those words mean ..or wat those words talk abt

Mountains of meaning stand up behind those words .....
And each one can have his\her own meanings ,,,,,,
SO ....IT IS JUST WORDS ..I like to read them  ,,read them
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  Allow me to borrow your shoulder ,,
the child inside this man needs to cry .
lend me your shoulder ,,
the man inside this child is about to die .
honey ,,
my soul is buried under a mountain of cells ..
& honey ,,
i can not grab it nor reach it .
a tsunami of pain is running through my viens ,
i can not teach it nor preach it .
honey , rearrange my existence ,
by simply being simple ..
by simply doing nothing ..
by simply existing ..
dear .. say nothing
just listen ,,
i need a life time ..
to tell you a story ..
it starts by you lending me your shoulder .
it ends here , and starts in the hereafter .
honey ,,
witness my silent avalanche ..
and don`t you move a muscle.
when it comes to pain ,,
men are the lovers ,,
women are the warriors
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