Anyone Writes!?

[Sannoos]

Hey,

Have anyone ever been writing for anything in life about life?

Lots of people hide their writings cuz they ALWAYS think that no one can ever understand what they write and might so loud and make fun of them, <not included> Maybe some of you are doing the same about this topic </not included>

..., anyway, I wonder if we could share some special lines here!?

[Sannoos]

Since no one writes, I thought of writing something ...

Such a night that darkness is a master, a morning is yet to await the sunrise. I am touching the beauty of the theme that holds my feelings upside down; I sense the goodness of what badness is happening in our splendid glory of wisdom. Nations are falling to the ground of their tired feet and the greenness of earth is becoming pyramids of sand; far away near the burning sun, towers of gold are collapsing.

They have drawn the bad out of the good, pretending goodness is what they seek; peace is yet to earn, by ordnances of eradication no stillness is to get. They seem so calm protecting us from the fear of their selves, but in the depth of their dark eyes they spell terror into our lives playing the Unite of Territories.

Nations are falling, once again, we believe God is there watching all, but they don’t. Do they take in that the sunrise of humans’ extinction is awaiting their further blast of peace?

[Sannoos]

Hi,

Can anyone tell me How do I Roll Back "Remove" my topic ?!

Thanks!

[Chessleader]

Originally Posted by Sannoos

Hi,

Can anyone tell me How do I Roll Back "Remove" my topic ?!

Thanks!

Why do you want to roll back? it was a nice writing , i really liked it

very meaningful, i would love to write so soon though

[Sannoos]

I felt that I would live in peace, even if I miss you, like all other special friends or enemies; unlikeliest I feel like I got addicted to you. I kept singing yesterday and the day before just the way I always do, for everyone I kept a drop of feeling.

Keeping a pure hearted person in a heart, makes it pure; while being away melts in the depth of miss, I felt so obsessed to you. I felt like I need to see you, hear your lovable voice or at least read about you, as I dare not sending an email with a word of my feelings.

I missed you not because I wanted to, it was really against my well and control; I really could stop thinking about you, but my mind wouldn’t allow me. To remember a person is painless, but to forget a slight tie of memory is painful; just like a scene of a movie says: “There is no problem getting to the world of dead, it’s with getting back!”