I......

I . . .My words cannot express, The feelings I hold.
Let them be unsaid, Let the thoughts be not unfold.

Over and over again, I think of my past.
If I love someone now, It may not ever last.

When the cold winds blow, It's she whose on my mind.
The thoughts on her are deepened, My feelings, soft and kind.

The moon blossoms, by the fall of the night.
My sorrows grieve, And I cannot even fight.

Beautiful is my world, Lonely are my dreams.
Past, still on, I mourn, My tears still flow instreams.

Let me be the same, Try not me to change.
I believe in what I have, Let our feelings not be exchanged . . .

Bug-bite

The war was suddenly launched. The provocation on the previous night was the reason for this sudden attack. For so long, there was no one to contend with and none to wage a war with. This time, once there was a realization, swift actions were taken.

The enemy territory was not huge by any means, but their army power in sheer numbers surprises anyone. "If you dont have the numbers, you better play clever in the battle". They definitely followed that - they had secret hideouts, surprise weaponry and some Weapons of Mass Destruction's hidden.
But there I was, with a HIT in my hand and host of Mootai-pooochi's in my bed to contend with. (Mootai poochi = bed bug).
Engenthu thaan vanthutho, and I dont know how on earth did I not even feel their effects for so long.
Anyways yesterday was mootai-poochi cleaning day and at the end of it, even though I was tired, sleeping again on the same bed seemed repelling to me. I just hope, I did not miss a male and female in the bed itself. After all, I can only claim victory for a week, they will come back in full force.