Art-Malta

Well at some time you come to a point where you realize your life is not what you planned it to be, or it doesn't completely fit with the image in your mind. There are a myriad of reasons why this happened… one of them is being imprisoned by your own past. Think about it, if you live with fears, with doubts, with regrets… you are living with the ghosts of your past. Tell me what brings about fear? It is either because you never tried it and you prefer to stay in your comfort zone, or because on the other hand, you tried it and saw an outcome which you were not really amused about. So now what to do? Well usually we end up imprisoned

You are my life My every breath. In all our love I have my faith.

One grey day in November, the sky decided to open up and let torrents of water fall on us. I hadn't seen a storm like this in a very long time, and my mother and I tried to leave the house as early as possible so we could get to school on time. My mother made the mistake of taking coffee right before we left the house that day, and we ended up in traffic with her cringing in pain at her protesting bladder. The traffic that day near the Mosque was horrible. She eventually found a way to enter into the grounds of that holy Islamic place and used the bathroom there. We were back on the road in ten minutes, and still stuck in traffic. The wor

"Get away, you flying rats!" my boyfriend screams, ducking his head as a swarm of pigeons flying low brush the top of our heads. Standing at a staggering six feet, my boyfriend Andrew is almost always being attacked by thrill seeking pigeons who fly lower than they should. "God dammit," he mumbled. I laugh. Being shorter than him, I never have a problem with the birds. "Calm down, Drew. It's not like they do it on purpose!" He grabs my hand and snorts arrogantly. "They think I'm a statue they can perch on!" I sigh. I can't argue with him there. Valletta isn't only the capital; it is a bus terminus, a shopping town, a historical landmark,

Switched on or off True or False Bit and byte, It's our daily fight. Programming in C# Debugging ASP.NET Monitors, Motherboards All hardware faults. Screaming faces Angry bosses All complaining their PC losses. All we do, we try to please And for this We charge minimum fees.

I whisper to you, my dreams my deepest desires In the hope you know I want you, in my arms Yet you are too far away to hear me. I wrote you a message sealed with a lipstick kiss put in a bottle, sent by sea, hoping my love and care will beat all weather conditions arrive, wherever you are. I trained a white pigeon, sent with it a scroll tied with my promises, my pure honest feelings; never returned home. This is my final try These are my last words Come to me, or this is sadly goodbye.

It is today: the day of love Lovers infest on one another Commercialised gifts and lingerie. It is today: the day of admirers Hearts are spilled out of contained affection Unsigned bouquets delivered, secretful. It is not today: the day of the lonely Who's life is empty, betrayed or hurt Counting the broken memories, of what was not meant to be. It is today: the day of the grateful Life is pain and joy altogether We are all loved one way or another. You are all special to me, and wish you a lovely day. Single or not, I am right here for you :)

Beyond the look in my eyes, Beyond the teethy-smile I portray There's a whole new world Which you don't know Which you seek to know. In my heart, very deep down I trapped my love and feelings; Hid my inner most temptations Hid the butterflies in my stomach As to not be broken again You are who I want You are who I need But I can't trust, to get hurt again.

My thoughts shift into dreams - crashing my future, drove me to the present; a gift, returned. I will not be a millionaire, I will not be a rock-star but I will be somebody; enough of a somebody to find love to find the you with whom I fly away not temporarily, but permanently the person I can call my lover; my lifetime partner. Surprise me, show yourself to me guide me to your mind and heart be mine.