How beautiful is the Poetry of the ones
Whose hearts ache of last nights love.
That left them and their shirts,
crumpled on the bed sheets.
Like feathers...
Those sad smiles are not meant for soothing,
Sweet lies to be believed in.
Left upto you to choose,
Lifeless or life taking.
You are at close,
That’s not...
The burning sensation of chagrin,
Those thoughts weaved in a chain.
Having close resemblance to asbestous
Desperate to be blown out in the flames,
No scars come without...
In the dark restless nights,
My heart beats loud
I often wonder
About the deepness
Of this shallow world..
The anxiety to remain in limelight, the urge to go...
Shades Of Life
ow colorful is life? Tints of emotions play the jive. Sometimes flattered by them we become naive,We don't want the sadness but always expect the good vibe.Shades of dark are essential to differentiate between the good and the bad,Hold on to your nerves, just don't get mad.
