Like A Bird Singing In The Rain

No life is certain...
No promise is unthreatened...
No kisses are forbidden,
Yet no love is hidden...
Been trying ultimately rusty golden,
Prudent day to day ends up sadden,
This is not merely a fringe of a laden...
Its more than a fine love forsaken.

True, He made it hard...
But to which point does it discard?
For things only seems clear apart...
All whats needed wasn't a whole love mart,
But a sincere smile, grounded and smart,
Not one that builds and lives for charts,
Just tender mind and fingers for art.

Not looking forward to attempt again...
It's not OK living in pain,
Love is more psychological than Darcy of Jane,
It drives you more than the average insane,
Makes you look bad in order to pertain,
Where they shook for prosperity on the right lane...
Stop manifesting how one should keep the proud mane,
For a bleeding heart will bleed you to faint...
Like a bird singing in the rain,
It's not OK living with pain...

Whos wants to be Tom and who wants to be Jerry?

And so it begins, the hot summer days. For I shall not be succumbed to the heat that Im used to. Let it come to an ebb come September and I shall be in the least of uncomfortable state.

Subdued today as final exams are running around like mystical haywired bugs flying with no aim. I feel like Im chasing them to a point where I dont see a point. Like Tom chasing Jerry everytime Tom gets Jerry, somehow for a stupid mouse who lives in multiple holes, Jerry always gets the best out of the situation. Now...would I rather be Tom who tries within the infinity realm or do I be impossibly smart and get away with it everytime.

20 minutes to go, I sat for my Biology paper earlier, and people say, we learn that people study Biology to figure out whats good and what is not for the body. Personally I think its to figure out how to cheat death! And the next paper...Environmental Science, people think that this world is coming to an end, and that "Pollution" is more than just a norm, its a mind affecting virus. Personally I think the world just has too much junk!

Well it has been a good 10 minutes rambling. Off to the next paper.

My Heart

My heart has been pumpin all my life,

beatin with no halt even for a moment,

circulating blood throughout my system,

just so I live another day breathing and hoping.

Now it is time I give something back,

to my heart that is lonely on its own,

he deserves all the love in the world,

but only love of another heart,

is what he needs at this time...