sorrowful vise

is it possible that though how many times we deny it...
we lie in of our own demise..
never far long have the road taken us and yet...
we anticipate..
death hallow through the deep set minds..
we are all alike..
in the end were all sinners arent we?
from the holiest of man to the dirtiest of thieves,
were all sinners.
as were taught, sinners die a painful death.
and yet, merciless as it seems....
we die.

it never did daunts me before but euphoria,
a sense of prolong happiness...
can occur on this planet...
when were with the friends we love,
the people we cherish and adore,
bad times are whisked away to be replaced by happy memories...
forever to be depicted as a sense of new beginnings.
sadness prompts creativity but kills any other emotional beings..
maybe it seems weird but....
maybe spending a few hours with new found friends might be good for the soul....


death opens up to a new window.
with friends to poke fun with it..
why not?
the unorthodox tombs...

LOL


me,farah&wawan


me,farah&hatta