tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89593292011-07-07T18:04:38.164-07:00Jayzon mattamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17010563113892144152noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959329.post-28758020416183258602010-03-02T09:36:00.000-08:002010-03-02T10:05:49.901-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;">The Girl Waits For A Long Time.....<br />...Finally The Guy Arrives...<br />Knocks The Door<br />....Calls Out Her Name In The Sweetest Voice...<br />She Keeps Her Ears To The Door Sil<br />And Listens To Him...<br />He Keeps His Ears... And Hears Her Heart Pounding...<br />But She Does Not Open Her Door...<br />Just Waits...<br />...Finally....<br />He Pulls Out A Bill, Adds A Note...'Dear I Came...'<br />'...Waited For You...'<br />'..But You Don’t Seem To Be Around...'<br />'..My Heart Despondent... But I Felt You Listened To Its Beats...<br />'...I Will Be Back, Wish Then you are There...'<br />He Slides The Bill Into The Room Through The Gap of The Door Into The Room And Leaves...<br />She Feels Bad That He Leaves...If Only He Could Wait A Little Longer...<br />..But He Dint...<br />She Does Not Care To Look At The Note...<br />If Only She Looked At The Note..For He Mentioned He Will Be Back...<br />She Just Dumps The Note In The Dustbin... And Weeps....<br />She Cries That He Came Till The Other Side Of Her Door And Pounding Heart...<br />...If Only She Could Open All At Once...<br />..If Only He Could Wait A Little Longer...<br />..If Only She Could Read The Note...<br />AND He Walks Away... Thinking, why Did I Ever Come...Why Did I Feel That She Would Be Eagerly Waiting...<br />...If She Was Not There, Y Did I Listen To Her Heart Beats On The Other Side Of The Door...<br />...Was She Not Willing To Let Me In...<br />..Was It All An Illusion...<br />AND He Thought, What If...<br />..She Ever Sees The Note...<br />..Why Was I Foolish To Leave A Note...<br />..Well If She Never Reads It, How Will She Know...<br />..That I Will Be Back...<br />..If She Was Not Waiting, Then Will She Ever Feel Like Waiting...<br />...Many Questions, And No Answer...<br />..So He Walked Faster And Faster...<br />....He Felt He Is Running...<br />As Fast As The Wind...<br />And As Fast As Time....<br />...And He Ran Away, Just As She Wept Whole Night....!!!<br />…………………………………………………………………………<br />'....He Was Running And Running...<br />Till His Limbs Could Not Take Him Any far...<br />..He Trembled And Fell....<br />...She Wept, And Fell Into Deep Slumber...<br />And As The Next Day Broke, He Found Him Sleeping On A Haystack,<br />Next To The Beautiful Girl, Whose Cheeks Had Marks Of Tears Rolling Whole Night...<br />... And He Turned And Kissed Her, She Woke Up As Though From A Dream!!!'<br />…………………………………………………………….<br />I Know You Like Happy Endings...But I Like It Not To End...To Stand At The Threshold Of Eternity.... And Shout Out Loud...And Say Here I Am!!!<br /><br />....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959329-2875802041618325860?l=jazonmattam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jayzon mattamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17010563113892144152noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959329.post-43861131613551772572008-10-26T11:30:00.000-07:002008-10-26T11:55:44.973-07:00<span style="color:#999999;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;">darker truths scare me...<br />i stand still knowing nothing!<br />In this abyss of ignorance, there is ecstacy!<br />there is lost love, regained...!<br /><br />an angel whispering, every other moment...<br />a devil conspiring of black lies in the back of your mind!<br />rain drops seem to fall, as our hearts were full!<br />bow of hue on the gray cloudy skies..<br />flowers bloom on shoots dried to doom !!<br /><br />all stopped in a moment... the sands of time just loosening away!<br />arid earth and heat, fuming dust..<br />when they settle, there wont be a thing, but pain!!<br /><br />i hold on to this eternal dream..<br />hate to wake up and wish me slumber in peace..<br />many a falls unfathom... a darkness that is pitch black, and point blank...<br />i lose my self... to void, to vacuum... to nothing!!!<br /><br />not to weep, but to many feets deep death!<br />i cry not, but i cant..</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959329-4386113161355177257?l=jazonmattam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jayzon mattamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17010563113892144152noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8959329.post-1099289640684407972004-10-31T21:56:00.000-08:002004-11-01T00:13:57.050-08:00<span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">November....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">You smell death, and I long for you!</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">You spring winter and the chill of death.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">And if I survive, you gift me December....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">I named my cubicle <em>jayzon's deth</em> </span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">It seems the brain is dead and frozen here...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">I hate to die but love to disappear into thin air!</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">This space is not mine, and I dont prefer to vanish as a less than ordinary 'blogger'.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">If this was not my cube, I would have started a barber's shop,</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">and christened it 'shift_delete'.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">In every strand of hair that falls, to install death;</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">And that remains, I will breathe passion.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">I dream to read between the chunk of code I see,</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Look for a spontainity, romanticism.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Well I like the mystery it unravels, but it ends in the first place....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Wish I can be the last man at the threshold of eternity!!</span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">A window that can maximize to a downpour, or to strands of bright pixels,</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Sunlight, that tangents to the three dimensional space!</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">All I see is undecipherable syllables enclosed in braces, procreating a chain of syntax errors...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">On the panes, how I wish the dew drops can melt and drop down to your spines;</span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">But a void, that you need to fill with stressed hardwork and fitting complexity!</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">I google for the <em>exit</em> button....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">All I see is this blog window, may be I can <em>suspend</em> boredom for a while!!!</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /></span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"> <br /> <br /></span> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8959329-109928964068440797?l=jazonmattam.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jayzon mattamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17010563113892144152noreply@blogger.com4