A new author, a new poem.

This is someone else writing this post. Or so it seems. Once again this blog brings you a poem (song). Let me give you a little insight of this blog first. Bear with me, it won't take long.

Let me tell you the truth. This blog has no purpose. In fact, it was made by two very bored individuals on this very day. As for the name: it just brings out our utter lack of creativity at choosing a name for the blog.

What can you expect from this blog? Bits and pieces of our lives, showcasing of our creative skills (as the last post confirmed), photography maybe, and in general, whatever we feel like!

Oh well. You must be bored from that by now. So I won't waste anymore time. Here comes the much-hyped (as if) poem:

The Desperate Lover

Out of my dream,

An angel you seem.

The face he'd never forget.

The beating heart so excited.

The joy in eyes like puddles gleam

By the silver of the moonbeam.

The walks and your tantrums so foolish,

The smell does cherish.

The never ending advice.

The always speaking eyes.

Every drop of rain.

From your memories I can't refrain.

The sound of the pour.

The love of my heart from core.

The words that didn't need

Any lip to red bleed.

Yes, into pieces you did shatter,

The little soul of the desperate lover.

There you go. I guess we both suck at writing. But anyways; fare thee well!

Partners in Crime: An attempt of a song.

Hmm. My first blog post. Seems strange to post something like this. After all it's a song. Not a great one either. I also am enlightened of the fact that this blog has no readers. But I know people will come and see this first post when (read as if) this blog ever becomes popular. So here goes:

Partners in Crime

Verse
One fine day,
you'll find me here.
Convicted,
of the crimes I did.
You will think,
I am worthless.
But don't forget,
You are no different.
My life is,
completely wasted.
Every f**king day,
is the same as yesterday.
I don't find,
any purpose in life.
But don't forget,
you are no different.

Chorus
You can say all you want,
but after all we are partners in crime.
You can think you aren't sh*t,
but looks like we are partners in crime.

Verse
Every morning,
I wake up.
Seeing the same things,
I'm fed up.
I put on my coat,
hat on my head,
I walk down the lane,
like I am f**king dead.
How the hell am I,
supposed to fix my life,
seeing myself,
among the fugitives.
I am on the run,
from the vigilante.
But don't forget,
you are no different.

Chorus
You can deny it if you wish,
but you know we are partners in crime.
You can run away if you like,
but it's true we are partners in crime.

Bridge
But you say you are not like that,
You are different.
You say you are gonna fight against that,
You are not like me.
If I listen to you, you'll say
We are not partners in crime.

Solo


Chorus
You can say you've changed your ways,
but the truth is we are partners in crime.
You can think you aren't sh*t,
but looks like we are partners in crime.

Hmm that's all. I hope my fictional audience likes it.

Have a nice day. This blog will have more authors soon.