Topic: a song, so incomplete | |
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i love you, love you, love you so much, i could die...
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these things happen after 3 pegs.
(may be res of brain shuts doen) oh how i hate her, hate her, hate her, hate her; cause i can never be near my love (happens on the 4th peg) don't ask |
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Edited by
JaiGi
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Sat 03/12/16 07:20 AM
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oh yeah
they made a song out of it. Lee Marvin: "snow can burn your eyes, but its people who make you cry" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTymtAbaG08 |
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"Do i know where hell is. hell is i hello!!"
my dad died 4 weeks ago, i was there at his cremation my dad, towards end was quite disappointed in me.. i watched my Dad's body lay as the crematorium fires blew flames |
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i wrote to my ex,
Dad has passed away. she wrote back: 'he was a good man' |
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Edited by
JaiGi
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Sat 03/12/16 07:52 AM
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He was a manager, retired and became a yoga teacher
he had his first fall; when a car backed into him' at 75. in bed and back to his feet; telling us all 'check Gita' he fell some 36 times shoulder cracks, hip cracks n what not.. in bed and out 35 times 36th was when he was carried upstairs when the city was flooded. house was flooded i met him after the flood. finally i told him, "Accha (Dad) i won't be seeing you." he nodded. |
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two days later he gurgled in his morning tea
and passed away an hour later. a friend of his told me at the crematorium. it's alright to cry. what was there? we had already said our goodbyes. |
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Dad,
i don't think i could stand more than 2 or 3 bone breaking falls can't think, a struggle to breathe with lungs collapsed |
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dad,
best thing for me would be to go down with a bullet you had a family to say 'goodbye' not that the family 'really cared' at the end... i don't have a family; at least they all already hate me thank God best thing for me, a bullet nothing dramatic (i may beg to live) a drink of wine, laced watching the river go by and nodding myself to sleep. and saying, i tried but, sorry. |
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ah people,
was a poem. |
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Awwwww, words, what would we do without them?
They paint the picture, we can but marvel at the accuracy of thought. Soldier on JaiGi, your words hold you up. |
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thanks, medicine woman.
had a weak moment. TY ![]() |
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Poignant. Your story touched my heart, JaiGi.
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Moving and heart-rending.
Moment of weakness and strength in any human being. ![]() ![]() |
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broken hipbone (femur) is the culprit of my grandpa's bed sufferings
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"Do i know where hell is. hell is i hello!!" my dad died 4 weeks ago, i was there at his cremation my dad, towards end was quite disappointed in me.. i watched my Dad's body lay as the crematorium fires blew flames No words Jai. Just a hug... |
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Edited by
JaiGi
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Thu 04/07/16 11:21 AM
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"Do i know where hell is. hell is i hello!!" my dad died 4 weeks ago, i was there at his cremation my dad, towards end was quite disappointed in me.. i watched my Dad's body lay as the crematorium fires blew flames No words Jai. Just a hug... thanks baby, at times like this, need to say, but don't actually know what to say, MzRosie, my fellow traveler in M2 Bahiteva, thanks, Czery, now don't you become Mother Theresa, how i love you kiddo; actually i'm getting worried; haha.. and Soufie who is near to us all (if not always dear, haha) that's family and a personal thank you to all the guys; my friends who didn't whisper understanding these things could sometimes happen or happened; (took a blimey Indian to wail, that's all) As my Dad would've said; 'lets move on' but frankly, i'm still sort of .., getting over it, life gives us so little time... Yeah, i know he is gone.. edited: under what is poetic license |
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"Do i know where hell is. hell is i hello!!" my dad died 4 weeks ago, i was there at his cremation my dad, towards end was quite disappointed in me.. i watched my Dad's body lay as the crematorium fires blew flames Im so sorry for your loss. For you, Sir. "The Nights" Hey, once upon a younger year When all our shadows disappeared The animals inside came out to play Hey, went face to face with all our fears Learned our lessons through the tears Made memories we knew would never fade One day my father—he told me, "Son, don't let it slip away." He took me in his arms, I heard him say, "When you get older Your wild heart will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will remember." My father told me when I was just a child These are the nights that never die My father told me [Instrumental] When thunder clouds start pouring down Light a fire they can't put out Carve your name into those shining stars He said, "Go venture far beyond these shores. Don't forsake this life of yours. I'll guide you home no matter where you are." One day my father—he told me, "Son, don't let it slip away." When I was just a kid I heard him say, "When you get older Your wild heart will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will remember." My father told me when I was just a child These are the nights that never die My father told me These are the nights that never die My father told me Hey, hey. |
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thanks LuRosemary,
you are very kind, song reminded me like what they say 'there's a boy in every man'. haha i was reading your 'my little corner of words' unusual lines... heartwarming, young, and so dear --xx-- dear friends, i think this post come to a full circle. thanks all. |
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Czery, now don't you become Mother Theresa, how i love you kiddo; actually i'm getting worried; haha.. . im no mother theresa jai...haha LOL..why are getting worried hmmm |
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