Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after. Probably some might say it's just a nursery rhyme to soothe children. I don't. It is an accident and since when accidents are considered as something soothing? Weird.
The point is I don't take it as a joke when it comes to slandering others. I am a mere human and am not an angel. Need to remind myself again and again not to try to overstep anymore broken glasses.. What past is past. Don't let history repeats itself again....

Roses are Red, Violets are Blue.

Life is not as simple as the primer colours or even flowers. Life is not also also a bed of roses but is also full with their thorns. Life has its ups and downs. Life is a box of chocolates, you'll never know what you're going to get. My life? Lots of colours when I was young but now I feel gray in colour. Am I becoming that old? Need to paint all the wonderful colours again and smell all those beautiful flowers. Need to feel that rollercoaster's-adrenalin-rush-ride again. Need to taste another box of chocs. Need to train myself slshing all the thorns and admire the beautiful roses again. Need to have a break and get a good life...Or maybe I just need a warm bath to get chill again.