It’s true what they say
Emotions does make their way.
Towards the end,
cherishing the time i spent.
Remembering the good days and the bad
I had this experience,i am glad.
It’s true what they say
Emotions does make their way.
Towards the end,
cherishing the time i spent.
Remembering the good days and the bad
I had this experience,i am glad.
Apprehension that cease to exist
A few inquests
of doubt, of suspense
When does the anxiety end
Does it ever?
Words might not say things
what my eyes could bring
They move like feather
break, after being put together
Where does it go ?
To whom it’s going to show ?
It goes to heaven, is this true ?
My words, Do they reach you?
Breeze carrying dreams
Was it real?
Jumped to catch
some in my hands
Felt few droplets
of fog on my face
When i opened my fist,
breeze caught up
and took away my dream
good souls blessing and
happiness on my side
Almighty is with me
I can see beyond my sight
My heart, why do you wonder then?
deepens and rot makes my blood clot cries of dismay Some kind of pain.. never goes away wrap my head eyes deep red peace at bay Some kind of anger.. never goes away Some kind of memories.. never goes away never goes away.
Does it ever happen, that dawn brings darkness. Does it ever happen, that dusk brings light. Are you looking at the sky? Look closer with your third eye.