The Nature
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves crash into the rocks.
Out here there is no time on my clock.
I then look out over the ocean,
And it feels like my life has lost its commotion.
The sun sets down over the clouds.
But the orange glow around makes me proud.
As the night draws near.
I feel like where I need to be is here.
The soothing nature this afternoon brings
Just feels like such a beautiful thing.
I sit and wonder where life will go,
But right now all I want is for time to slow.
To enjoy this moment and feel free,
To clear my mind and find some glee.
It's days like these I truly treasure.
Amazing nights and beautiful weather.
It may not seem like much.
But it's moments like these I want to clutch.
For once I feel like life is bliss.
So many hard days in which my happiness was missed.
I could get lost listening to the waves.
Listening to the birds and watching how the clouds behave
Credits angad khanuja - The_toxic_guy
#AK #review #poetry
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves crash into the rocks.
Out here there is no time on my clock.
I then look out over the ocean,
And it feels like my life has lost its commotion.
The sun sets down over the clouds.
But the orange glow around makes me proud.
As the night draws near.
I feel like where I need to be is here.
The soothing nature this afternoon brings
Just feels like such a beautiful thing.
I sit and wonder where life will go,
But right now all I want is for time to slow.
To enjoy this moment and feel free,
To clear my mind and find some glee.
It's days like these I truly treasure.
Amazing nights and beautiful weather.
It may not seem like much.
But it's moments like these I want to clutch.
For once I feel like life is bliss.
So many hard days in which my happiness was missed.
I could get lost listening to the waves.
Listening to the birds and watching how the clouds behave
Credits angad khanuja - The_toxic_guy
#AK #review #poetry
PENNILESS
He sat there holding a cardboard saying 'Beg For Money'. The bowl was empty and penniless. I realize that an empty bowl would obviously be penniless. But I just can't help not emphasizing the metaphorical resonance it shares with my life.
I lent him a dollar and he said "keep living, young man".
Empty be the bowl for I, albeit for he, 'tis penniless.
#review
He sat there holding a cardboard saying 'Beg For Money'. The bowl was empty and penniless. I realize that an empty bowl would obviously be penniless. But I just can't help not emphasizing the metaphorical resonance it shares with my life.
I lent him a dollar and he said "keep living, young man".
Empty be the bowl for I, albeit for he, 'tis penniless.
#review
Letter of the dead
Letter from him 2
🔸To the girl with the demons🔸
Now i am your demon? I remember to be your happiness, your world. I knew how bad my scars were.. i guess it is me who knew how deep they were not you, so maybe i should have known that those scars could cost me you. i was in haze with all the love i forgot i was a dark soul. You gave me light. And with your letter not only did you take my only light,but you also have woken all my beasts. I don't think i will ever see light again. I don't want it anymore. All i wanted was you. i should have known that we were too good to be true. Sorry for causing you so much pain but i will never forgive you too.
Once your shadow
#review #story #kido
Letter from him 2
🔸To the girl with the demons🔸
Now i am your demon? I remember to be your happiness, your world. I knew how bad my scars were.. i guess it is me who knew how deep they were not you, so maybe i should have known that those scars could cost me you. i was in haze with all the love i forgot i was a dark soul. You gave me light. And with your letter not only did you take my only light,but you also have woken all my beasts. I don't think i will ever see light again. I don't want it anymore. All i wanted was you. i should have known that we were too good to be true. Sorry for causing you so much pain but i will never forgive you too.
Once your shadow
#review #story #kido
For the love of My Nation
In the mists of war, I pray
I pray for those who died
The brave, the bold, the Courageous
The one who made the ultimate sacrifice
For once you never thought of your family
For once you never Flinched
For you did know the price for freedom
Price given by a life
You lived a life and died in pride
From you the nation learns how to keep duty first and family aside
From you we know the reality of our unwelcomed guest
Your life is nothing but nation biggest bequest
The candle spread light
So, did you
The stars twinkle
So, would you
#review #Abhijit
In the mists of war, I pray
I pray for those who died
The brave, the bold, the Courageous
The one who made the ultimate sacrifice
For once you never thought of your family
For once you never Flinched
For you did know the price for freedom
Price given by a life
You lived a life and died in pride
From you the nation learns how to keep duty first and family aside
From you we know the reality of our unwelcomed guest
Your life is nothing but nation biggest bequest
The candle spread light
So, did you
The stars twinkle
So, would you
#review #Abhijit
Title: Butterfly Fly Today
Butterfly fly today
Haul my dreams and take to the skies
Let the Kingdom High hear my cries
For freedom and success, to rescue me from this languid and desultory existence
Bring me back thy iridescent & multi-hued self
With good luck and great news
To still the agony of my lonely heart
With success and a fresh new start, with freedom from my tessellated past.
Lend me your secret, O my friend
To shed my frightful and friendless form
To break mine cocoon of insecurity and fear
And rise a proud and social butterfly
Beautiful and itinerant, this instant here and the next minute there
Tasting the ambrosia of triumph
From the fragrant blossoms in tranquil fields everywhere
Butterfly fly today!
By
S. SAI RAM KIRAN
#review #poetry #SaiRamKiran
Butterfly fly today
Haul my dreams and take to the skies
Let the Kingdom High hear my cries
For freedom and success, to rescue me from this languid and desultory existence
Bring me back thy iridescent & multi-hued self
With good luck and great news
To still the agony of my lonely heart
With success and a fresh new start, with freedom from my tessellated past.
Lend me your secret, O my friend
To shed my frightful and friendless form
To break mine cocoon of insecurity and fear
And rise a proud and social butterfly
Beautiful and itinerant, this instant here and the next minute there
Tasting the ambrosia of triumph
From the fragrant blossoms in tranquil fields everywhere
Butterfly fly today!
By
S. SAI RAM KIRAN
#review #poetry #SaiRamKiran
darkness
I see it flapping feathers,
just a few inches away from my face.
Mama says it is a third world phenomenon.
I soo wish it can be true!
I see my fingers touching the surface.
Why can't I feel it?
It's like something is crawling inside me.
Like I am losing a race before it started.
oh I wish
so I wish
that my words can speak......
#mentalhealth #review #kk
I see it flapping feathers,
just a few inches away from my face.
Mama says it is a third world phenomenon.
I soo wish it can be true!
I see my fingers touching the surface.
Why can't I feel it?
It's like something is crawling inside me.
Like I am losing a race before it started.
oh I wish
so I wish
that my words can speak......
#mentalhealth #review #kk
I'm finally able to protect my own spark, to keep a tiny spot shining in the dark.
I can finally hear the chirping birds in the rain, and see the blooming flowers amidst the fog again.
A little bit of clarity and some piece of mind, my own space where my true self I can find.
Now I dare to peek from the door's lock.
#review #wca #wcpp #Noob #poetry
I can finally hear the chirping birds in the rain, and see the blooming flowers amidst the fog again.
A little bit of clarity and some piece of mind, my own space where my true self I can find.
Now I dare to peek from the door's lock.
#review #wca #wcpp #Noob #poetry
Shining
'Why's it so cold dady?' little Shia asks, shivering. The rain is pouring outside, the raindrops falling with intensity of bullets coming out of machine guns. It has been raining cats and dogs for a week. The water was everywhere, even in their own house. The supply of food has run out and all they could feel was the numbness from the cold.
The poor man looks through the torn roof at the darkened sky. 'Because the sun is not up yet' he says with a saddened look on his face. 'Why dad?" Shia asks innocently. The poor man thinks hard, 'Why?'. He had to keep talking to Shia, she has caught a high fever, the cold has been particularly hard on her and now the rain, he was afraid that if she closes her eyes she'd never open them again.
'He must have become lazy because of the rain.' the poor man replies. Shia tries to say something but breaks into a coughing fit. The man gets concerned, the lines of worry etched across his face. He takes his daughter in his arm and hugs her tightly so that the cold spell would not touch her. Her tremors shakes his heart in a devastating earthquakes. Not a piece of warm clothing was left in the house that wasn't soaked, they had to sit in a corner at some height to keep above the surface.
As he keeps his daughter close he feels comforted and dozes off with only one thing in his mind, he need the sun to come out for his daughter.
When he opens his eyes Shia is already on her feet searching for something, rain is still pattering on the roof and glass windows, it's still intensely cold but Shia looks alright. 'What are you doing?' the man asks Shia. 'Trying to find an umbrella' she replies sweetly, "Why?" The poor man asks.
'I don't think the sun is lazy' she replies, 'so I'm going to go out and check on him if he is ok or whether he has caught cold?' hearing her daughter's reply the man's heart softens and tears well up his eyes. He feels proud of her for caring about others while she was herself cold.
He looks up at the sky and suddenly an idea pops up into his head, what if?... He thinks deeply cupping his chin. Then he suddenly gets up finds a ladder and the umbrella, he was going to make the sun shine. He climbs the ladder and covers the sun with his umbrella so the rain wouldn't touch it.
A cold drop drops on top of the man's nose waking him up from his slumber, the birds are chirping in the distance and the sun is shining in front of him. It's warm again, he looks towards the umbrella sitting right beside him and questions himself, did he really do that?
#wca #wcpp #tm #story #review
'Why's it so cold dady?' little Shia asks, shivering. The rain is pouring outside, the raindrops falling with intensity of bullets coming out of machine guns. It has been raining cats and dogs for a week. The water was everywhere, even in their own house. The supply of food has run out and all they could feel was the numbness from the cold.
The poor man looks through the torn roof at the darkened sky. 'Because the sun is not up yet' he says with a saddened look on his face. 'Why dad?" Shia asks innocently. The poor man thinks hard, 'Why?'. He had to keep talking to Shia, she has caught a high fever, the cold has been particularly hard on her and now the rain, he was afraid that if she closes her eyes she'd never open them again.
'He must have become lazy because of the rain.' the poor man replies. Shia tries to say something but breaks into a coughing fit. The man gets concerned, the lines of worry etched across his face. He takes his daughter in his arm and hugs her tightly so that the cold spell would not touch her. Her tremors shakes his heart in a devastating earthquakes. Not a piece of warm clothing was left in the house that wasn't soaked, they had to sit in a corner at some height to keep above the surface.
As he keeps his daughter close he feels comforted and dozes off with only one thing in his mind, he need the sun to come out for his daughter.
When he opens his eyes Shia is already on her feet searching for something, rain is still pattering on the roof and glass windows, it's still intensely cold but Shia looks alright. 'What are you doing?' the man asks Shia. 'Trying to find an umbrella' she replies sweetly, "Why?" The poor man asks.
'I don't think the sun is lazy' she replies, 'so I'm going to go out and check on him if he is ok or whether he has caught cold?' hearing her daughter's reply the man's heart softens and tears well up his eyes. He feels proud of her for caring about others while she was herself cold.
He looks up at the sky and suddenly an idea pops up into his head, what if?... He thinks deeply cupping his chin. Then he suddenly gets up finds a ladder and the umbrella, he was going to make the sun shine. He climbs the ladder and covers the sun with his umbrella so the rain wouldn't touch it.
A cold drop drops on top of the man's nose waking him up from his slumber, the birds are chirping in the distance and the sun is shining in front of him. It's warm again, he looks towards the umbrella sitting right beside him and questions himself, did he really do that?
#wca #wcpp #tm #story #review
Life of a Soldier
Fearless and unassuming,
marches on the soldier.
For before lead hardens,
first it has to solder.
Hard enough as he trains,
his mind is full of thoughts in trains.
Why are there wars?
Why are there disputes?
Why do men fight?
Why is there no end to this equation?
Why do we let lead lead our destiny?
Why?
So many questions,
yet unanswered.
The soldier has to fight,
unknowing of his plight,
His life a pawn on a chess board,
a mere drop in an endless ocean.
Gone but never forgotten,
lost, but a sacrifice given.
Betrayal of the cause of peace,
for a price so great.
In gratitude forever we are,
indebted we remain,
to these loyal and valiant heroes.
#review #poem #rocky
Fearless and unassuming,
marches on the soldier.
For before lead hardens,
first it has to solder.
Hard enough as he trains,
his mind is full of thoughts in trains.
Why are there wars?
Why are there disputes?
Why do men fight?
Why is there no end to this equation?
Why do we let lead lead our destiny?
Why?
So many questions,
yet unanswered.
The soldier has to fight,
unknowing of his plight,
His life a pawn on a chess board,
a mere drop in an endless ocean.
Gone but never forgotten,
lost, but a sacrifice given.
Betrayal of the cause of peace,
for a price so great.
In gratitude forever we are,
indebted we remain,
to these loyal and valiant heroes.
#review #poem #rocky
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A breath away
I told you i was a breath away
On the day i cried alone -
Hiding in the cave of my arms
While your shoulder was -
Pillar for someone else
On the day i begged you with my eyes
To spare me of all the misery
Your face advertising happiness
You laughed on my weakness
On the day i told you i might die
When i crawled for you to spare me another day
On the day i told you i was a breath away
That, that was my unsaid goodbye
#wca #wcpp #review #poem #kido
I told you i was a breath away
On the day i cried alone -
Hiding in the cave of my arms
While your shoulder was -
Pillar for someone else
On the day i begged you with my eyes
To spare me of all the misery
Your face advertising happiness
You laughed on my weakness
On the day i told you i might die
When i crawled for you to spare me another day
On the day i told you i was a breath away
That, that was my unsaid goodbye
#wca #wcpp #review #poem #kido
Walking through the rain,
I try to forget the pain.
I try to ignore the sting in my eyes,
because I know a strong girl never cries.
I begin to run, run from my fears.
But I am followed by my ever-present tears.
I want to leave these familiar places,
leave behind all of these frequent faces.
But where will I go?
What will I do?
All I know is I have to get far away from you.
But something keeps me here,
crying one last tear.
Credits to Angad - @The_toxic_guy
#AK #review #poetry
I try to forget the pain.
I try to ignore the sting in my eyes,
because I know a strong girl never cries.
I begin to run, run from my fears.
But I am followed by my ever-present tears.
I want to leave these familiar places,
leave behind all of these frequent faces.
But where will I go?
What will I do?
All I know is I have to get far away from you.
But something keeps me here,
crying one last tear.
Credits to Angad - @The_toxic_guy
#AK #review #poetry
Anokhi Part 2
Anokhi could feel the raw hard wooden protruded bridge under her feet. There was no big monster standing and challenging her in front of her. It was just darkness. In the rush, she had forgotten she would be needing something to light her path or was it just her inexperience in exploring this part only during the dusk. Yet, she was confident, it was the place where she had needed to jump. She fastened her gown and checked on her knives. Everything was in place. A throne should never be left empty. Its heir should always accompany it. Anokhi was that heir. After five days, she had to sit on that as their new leader. Tomorrow had to be the day when they would be starting the proceedings. She would be back by the dawn but if she couldn’t, her grandma and Alok would be there to lead the people like they always. Same as they did when her Father went missing one day.
As Anokhi jumped into the water, cold, soft surface inhaled her inside. It was chilling and comforting. The more she dived deeper, more it relieved her. She didn’t know what she needed to let go. She just knew it was perhaps first time in a very long time when she had left her cozy, warm, comforts and decided to choose a road which wouldn’t be a possibility if she complied for even one more day.
As she reached the other side, she got hold of a branch and climbed it up. When she listened to the sound of her gown getting torn amidst the little thorny twigs, she couldn’t resist a smile. She was there. She wondered if the big bad mountain was still smoky or it was fueled with something else at the midnight. Holding onto the branches and keeping in mind the mosses and cruel stones, she started climbing the mountain. Even though her eyes weren’t a help, yet she marched forward. Getting lost wasn’t in the agenda. More than her face, she had stared at this monster. She could forget herself but not the big dark thing she was climbing upon.
Yet, she was lost. She might have conquered the mountain from one side but she had no idea how did it look like from the other side. While sitting beside a cave, Anokhi assembled few stones and lit up a torch made up of branches and leaves. Looking around, she decided to explore the cave first.
Grasses and moistures disappeared and rough and dry stones appeared and as she went further inside, she was stunned with another green civilization. She kept walking. It was a world inside its own and she wanted to know where it would end. Before long, she discovered her torch wasn’t enough to light up the whole cave and it was something else. Another source of light. Her pace increased. But as she kept walking, she could listen to the sounds before she saw the source of white light coming through a door which was half open and half closed. She thought it was perhaps the other side of the mountain. She quietly approached the door and once she was there, she peeked through the stone entrance whose down side was closed and upper part was open. It was pouring outside. The sound must be coming from the collision of the water from the stone. Even though it was raining, the day was as bright as the Sun. Her gaze ran towards the Sun. A man had held an umbrella on to it. It was such a mesmerizing view that Anokhi didn’t know when did she climbed upon that half-closed stone door and jumped at the other side. But once she was on the other side, Sunlight disappeared and so did her consciousness.
#wca #wcpp #review #ray
Anokhi could feel the raw hard wooden protruded bridge under her feet. There was no big monster standing and challenging her in front of her. It was just darkness. In the rush, she had forgotten she would be needing something to light her path or was it just her inexperience in exploring this part only during the dusk. Yet, she was confident, it was the place where she had needed to jump. She fastened her gown and checked on her knives. Everything was in place. A throne should never be left empty. Its heir should always accompany it. Anokhi was that heir. After five days, she had to sit on that as their new leader. Tomorrow had to be the day when they would be starting the proceedings. She would be back by the dawn but if she couldn’t, her grandma and Alok would be there to lead the people like they always. Same as they did when her Father went missing one day.
As Anokhi jumped into the water, cold, soft surface inhaled her inside. It was chilling and comforting. The more she dived deeper, more it relieved her. She didn’t know what she needed to let go. She just knew it was perhaps first time in a very long time when she had left her cozy, warm, comforts and decided to choose a road which wouldn’t be a possibility if she complied for even one more day.
As she reached the other side, she got hold of a branch and climbed it up. When she listened to the sound of her gown getting torn amidst the little thorny twigs, she couldn’t resist a smile. She was there. She wondered if the big bad mountain was still smoky or it was fueled with something else at the midnight. Holding onto the branches and keeping in mind the mosses and cruel stones, she started climbing the mountain. Even though her eyes weren’t a help, yet she marched forward. Getting lost wasn’t in the agenda. More than her face, she had stared at this monster. She could forget herself but not the big dark thing she was climbing upon.
Yet, she was lost. She might have conquered the mountain from one side but she had no idea how did it look like from the other side. While sitting beside a cave, Anokhi assembled few stones and lit up a torch made up of branches and leaves. Looking around, she decided to explore the cave first.
Grasses and moistures disappeared and rough and dry stones appeared and as she went further inside, she was stunned with another green civilization. She kept walking. It was a world inside its own and she wanted to know where it would end. Before long, she discovered her torch wasn’t enough to light up the whole cave and it was something else. Another source of light. Her pace increased. But as she kept walking, she could listen to the sounds before she saw the source of white light coming through a door which was half open and half closed. She thought it was perhaps the other side of the mountain. She quietly approached the door and once she was there, she peeked through the stone entrance whose down side was closed and upper part was open. It was pouring outside. The sound must be coming from the collision of the water from the stone. Even though it was raining, the day was as bright as the Sun. Her gaze ran towards the Sun. A man had held an umbrella on to it. It was such a mesmerizing view that Anokhi didn’t know when did she climbed upon that half-closed stone door and jumped at the other side. But once she was on the other side, Sunlight disappeared and so did her consciousness.
#wca #wcpp #review #ray
n a t r a j a M:)
From
the fearful graveyard
to
the great devine Kailash mountain..
A supreme soul
who is omnipresent
almost every where of this
giant Universe.
The lord of the lords
the mad monk carrying
the utmost knowledge.
the perfect super dancer
the great meditator
the symbol of purest meditation
the adiyogi (first ever monk)
of the mother Earth.
I bow down my gratitude
on the love full feet of your:)
#review
#story
From
the fearful graveyard
to
the great devine Kailash mountain..
A supreme soul
who is omnipresent
almost every where of this
giant Universe.
The lord of the lords
the mad monk carrying
the utmost knowledge.
the perfect super dancer
the great meditator
the symbol of purest meditation
the adiyogi (first ever monk)
of the mother Earth.
I bow down my gratitude
on the love full feet of your:)
#review
#story
A sacred light that heals the broken soulA glowing light far away from my sight,
seems like it was pleading me
to merge in itself then
I walked towards the light,
it started to sparkle,
I was afraid but craved to know
the secret of its luster,
with every step closer to it,
felt lost in its own shine,
I can see the blurred shadow of something
but when I reached there was nothing but
the light was falling sharp from the sky
and expecting the immersed souls from
the Earth to join the journey of finding themselves then a still voice hailed
my soul to merge into that secret light,
my body was unaware of all of this but
my soul was into the light and then
I felt more alive, free from all pain, grief
just left the pure soul and all the good
memories felt like God just restored my soul to my childhood times.
#review
#byliterals
A sacred light that heals the broken soul
A glowing light far away from my sight,
seems like it was pleading me
to merge in itself then
I walked towards the light,
it started to sparkle,
I was afraid but craved to know
the secret of its luster,
with every step closer to it,
felt lost in its own shine,
I can see the blurred shadow of something
but when I reached there was nothing but
the light was falling sharp from the sky
and expecting the immersed souls from
the Earth to join the journey of finding themselves then a still voice hailed
my soul to merge into that secret light,
my body was unaware of all of this but
my soul was into the light and then
I felt more alive, free from all pain, grief
just left the pure soul and all the good
memories felt like God just restored my soul to my childhood times.
#review#review
#byliterals#byliterals
A glowing light far away from my sight,
seems like it was pleading me
to merge in itself then
I walked towards the light,
it started to sparkle,
I was afraid but craved to know
the secret of its luster,
with every step closer to it,
felt lost in its own shine,
I can see the blurred shadow of something
but when I reached there was nothing but
the light was falling sharp from the sky
and expecting the immersed souls from
the Earth to join the journey of finding themselves then a still voice hailed
my soul to merge into that secret light,
my body was unaware of all of this but
my soul was into the light and then
I felt more alive, free from all pain, grief
just left the pure soul and all the good
memories felt like God just restored my soul to my childhood times.
#review#review
#byliterals#byliterals
The Crush
The very first time I saw her in a examination hall. I appeared half an hour before the specific time of examination. As I was waiting for my answer sheet, suddenly I looked around my room and noticed that everyone were present but only one seat was empty and that seat was next to me.
The thorn of time was slowly reaching its destination but the owner of that empty seat was not coming yet. There were only five minutes left until the exam started. Suddenly a sweet voice came into my ears as "excuse me, can you please give me a side?" But I was lost in another world when I saw first time her face.Without replying anything I just kept aside my self and made a way for her.
She had a scruff on her head and light red lipstick on her pulpy lips. Her appearance made me mad as I was little bit confused whether to stare at her or complete my answer sheet.I was thinking just one thing that when the exam would be over and without being late I wanted tell her my feelings. But the destiny didn't support me and I lost her. And from that day onwords I used to spent most of the time remembering her glamorous face which worked as a medicine for this malady heart.
#review #story #imdad
The very first time I saw her in a examination hall. I appeared half an hour before the specific time of examination. As I was waiting for my answer sheet, suddenly I looked around my room and noticed that everyone were present but only one seat was empty and that seat was next to me.
The thorn of time was slowly reaching its destination but the owner of that empty seat was not coming yet. There were only five minutes left until the exam started. Suddenly a sweet voice came into my ears as "excuse me, can you please give me a side?" But I was lost in another world when I saw first time her face.Without replying anything I just kept aside my self and made a way for her.
She had a scruff on her head and light red lipstick on her pulpy lips. Her appearance made me mad as I was little bit confused whether to stare at her or complete my answer sheet.I was thinking just one thing that when the exam would be over and without being late I wanted tell her my feelings. But the destiny didn't support me and I lost her. And from that day onwords I used to spent most of the time remembering her glamorous face which worked as a medicine for this malady heart.
#review #story #imdad
Death
Even in the era of 3G ,4G,
She can't make a video call to her long distance beloved,
But talks to him hours,
Spending her messages to the brightest star of the limitless sky,
Sheds tears or sometimes smiles while remembering the moments spent together
Can death really separate people?!
#review #poem #vj #death
Even in the era of 3G ,4G,
She can't make a video call to her long distance beloved,
But talks to him hours,
Spending her messages to the brightest star of the limitless sky,
Sheds tears or sometimes smiles while remembering the moments spent together
Can death really separate people?!
#review #poem #vj #death
I was filled with a hope
Had my fill, called it a service
Never wanted to elope
Strange life this is
I tried, I always tried
Tried when I couldn’t try anymore
Tried to love
Till love was there no more
I am trying to finish
My second hand dream
Thoughts coming forcefully
Still can’t establish a theme
I begged you to come
Wanted you to grace my adobe
How wrong can you get
I was better alone
A war was going on
Oh this war of the hardcore
I tried to join but did not like
The side I was fighting for
Now here i am, sad
Sad for you again
But before you ask why
Let me feel your disdain.
#review
Had my fill, called it a service
Never wanted to elope
Strange life this is
I tried, I always tried
Tried when I couldn’t try anymore
Tried to love
Till love was there no more
I am trying to finish
My second hand dream
Thoughts coming forcefully
Still can’t establish a theme
I begged you to come
Wanted you to grace my adobe
How wrong can you get
I was better alone
A war was going on
Oh this war of the hardcore
I tried to join but did not like
The side I was fighting for
Now here i am, sad
Sad for you again
But before you ask why
Let me feel your disdain.
#review