Chicken-pox-poet [read: ITCHY!]

My hips itch today,
My belly button is itching,
My back is itching,
My ankle does too itch
My arms itch each time they dry
My nose is cold but itch too
My chin itchs
My toes all itch
I have an itch in my thumbs
My neck is itch
My voice is weak
I hardly whisper when I speak
My tongue is filling up in my mouth
but I keep laughing
Now, I think my hair is starting to get itch too
My elbow is itch
My spaine aint not itch
My brain is itch,
I cant think,
Nor hear my both ears itch
There is a hole on both of my ears
I have a hangnail
And my heart is..wht??
Wht s thtT?? What s tht u say??
Oh, U said today is saturday..
OK G'Bye now..
I am going clubbing to catch some handsome Lads..

Invitation

If you are a Friendster,
come in..
If you are a stranger, a passer by
come in..
a friendster,
a stranger,
a passer by,
a dreamer,
a wisher,
a liar,
a pretender,
come sit read my blogzville
for we have some tales to tell
come in
come in..

NiteWish

Boney James: Sweet Things

what is in your mind
when the so cold nite wrapped her darkness on you??
r u trying so hard to recompose your souls to live your life??
where is the bright sparkle from the light of hope??
in silence can you hear the prayer of the trees..
and the choir of the winds blowing in between,
its enchanting will play the sweet symphony
to your soul that in thirst of wishes comes true..
nitewishes whispering from your heart..
flying in the beauty of darkness
to catch your lost souls..
and bless your empty heart
..wake up..
you are not dead to the world,
you are set to a long journey,
to witness the beauty of imortality,
..wake up..
lament for the dead is yet not ready,
you should never feel so empty,
For Hope is not only an illusion
..