This is a challenge from
Ingrid aka Healing Spirit/Blonde Angel...

At times you accidentally close your eyes
drown within your daydream of purple sky...

Ugly, the name that they all call me
A freak is what they see...

It all started with an empty page
a book that is still clean and new...

The first time my eyes met yours
I wanted you to be mine at any cost...

You told me that I'm your muse
you grab a pen to let it be at use...

Days past me by
like the midnight kiss the lullaby...

There she is sitting there
in front of her comp...

No you didn't lose your mind
You can still change your mind...

In the early morning rush to work
I saw you on the day of your birth...

I expressed my words
in poetries...

It's not Love
It's not Lust...