This memory too shall pass like drops of April rain The one that agonizes my world and on my soul it reigns So then what will it be? If not a reminiscence Will it be a passing thought Or just that shallow fragrance? This story too shall remain untold And scattered in pieces … Continue reading Drops of April rain
Crush me with your goodness Walk on the ruins of my sins Watch me tumble down From the rumbles again I will build Shatter me with the weight of your charities Debase me from the pedestal of your pride Defeat me with every sound logic From the pieces of my respect, I will build Mortify … Continue reading I will build
Emotion is like a double-edged sword, you bleed as much as you rejoice. And often you get drenched in a downpour of your own choice. Feeling is like a bird that sings songs of love and war It sits on the pavement of your heart and echoes deep and far. Sensation is like … Continue reading Feel what I feel?