ciao

it has been a month and I am making better connections

and that explains the phenomenon

lithographic memory

and you are walking on it, feet strongly stuck to the land

tricked by its gravity

you are living on earth

deceived by  undeniable lily  decoration

you are detained

you shouldn’t have gave me the material

you are so rich and I can’t stay away

you knew that

and this is my gift to you, in return

what you caused

I have lost a lot

But I gained something else

Power

Just like I said before my first  leaving

Since you destroyed my world

You became my world

Sit and watch

Don’t start taking illusions away

far from your heart

stealing meanings out of your suited thoughts

wouldn’t make your laughs infinite

be open hearted yourself

and accept the fact that

everyone loves me

and that’s was a great idea to make it inside

while slumbering

smart governing

good luck

Ardas

there is a reason that I am still keeping

my own engagement with life alive

he is my husband and he gave me two children

and I love him more than before

because I shaped him up

and now he is thinking more and more like me

a magician’s house

that’s what I would call

we are unique

and we survived as a young couple

we crash coursed our years so many times

we lived so much in one day that

some people may live in 20 years

I love him for being hungry all the time

For being susceptible with work and reside

He aged me all the way with his ambitions

With on and off insults

But he is not aware (like any other man would be)

Of being played, him being my husband would not change the

Satisfaction of continuity

Material, and spiritual

I still love him for his laziness

But I can never love him for being

Loveless

But I know I am the one who brought

Values of family with scooped snows and warmth

and there is another fact of life about our relationship

he and I, we belong to same generation

and we argue life on a same tone

though he is slow and pale

he can follow me %100

he finally entered to main street

shout out to C….???

where is the morning alarm apple?

How could you take away  things that belong to me?

Fake or not, who cares?

I want the jars too

Especially the last part, the head in the jar

And the best part, when you first realized of that particular

Out of the group

Give me that back

Give me back all of them

Eclectic is my style anyway

You can keep the dirty words and cursing to yourself

I saw them all

I read them once and they never go away

Just like the nice ones

And tell your mother to keep her door locked at all times

In case If i come back one day