nice work

Hey these words from Mariah Carey's song,didn't see
any reference to that.She one of my favourite artist,so dont
ripp her off

great thinking
There's no love,just obsession
just people fooled by there own infatuation
daily trying to capture the imagination
fooling the opposite sex into submissiom
perfect bods to increase the temtation
well groomed nicely packaged to increase the sensation
thats why its called the game of love
you gotta be a playa or be played

  :clap:That was truky good,could have have used
just a little polishing,(I'm no one to judge),liked the idea the
writing,the whole concept good stuff

No matter how much i hoped and prayed
from my heart you'll never stray
thru treacherous storms we together we swayed
but our knotted hearts would not fray

Alas a time came when our love had perished
all gone they were,the things we cherished
Like a wiltered flower that had not been nourished
our beautiful love by life storm- ravaged

now years down the line a TIME YOU REMEMBER
within your cold heart,glows one tiny amber
for a chance to reunite wil i not clamber
you killed my love remember,remeber.....

NGS

Honey:good work,nice to see you still writing

Good read

brilliant words,thamks for sharing

very creative

good work,

thanks for the visit
As some great play write omce said"hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"

a lessom in every line
hilarious

 

Curtain Rod Revenge
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.

She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days Then slowly, the house began to smell.

They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked!

People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.

Eventually, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A few months later, even though they had literally cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.

Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how truly bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/3 of what the house had been worth when they were married, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling smugly as they watched the moving company pack up everything to take to their new home.

And to spite his ex-wife, they even took the curtain rods

The SA RE GA MA PA challenge started and its something i always enjoy watching.
The un-earthing of un heard of artist who would never see a stage light,under normal cicumstances,is the type of reality nitty gritty I enjoy.
Also its not as glossed ove as Indian Idols,also the talent is so much better.
This new series started of well,the local Indian singers really rocked,the international,and Pakistani seemed a little nervous,wholly understandable being away from home.
So great show in the making then only ONE PROBLEM,Himesh Rashmeya's HAIR.
What was he thinking,its remeniscent of a red neck mullet,it worked well in the 80's for Richard Marks,McGyver and other Hollywood stars from the mid eighties to early nineties,but Himeshji,what was he thinking,he looks so prissy.almost doll like,yes doll like,between the other guru's,everytime the camera points at him,i'm in stitches,rolling on the floor like a deranged mad man,completely overcome with laughter,its a riot,better then any comical slap stick moment from even Charlie Chaplins era,definitely rivals that wry dry British Humour,even Mr Bean,has nothing on Himeshji,even his clothes,ultra tight,he shirt buttons,at least the bottom two or three that were buttoned,were bursting.
Unless that was Zee TV's plan,some comic relief,to break forthcoming tension.
What ever it is,it is the ultimate expression of bad fashion sense.

good work muna,
go crazy,live free
only then,
the beauty of this world will you see
break all boundaries,remove the shackles
for your personal freedom,dont bargain or hackle
liberate yourself,down with oppression
celebration,celebration,this sweet liberation