just the usual mash-up
There is a flower vase with roses In the middle of the room Enchanting passerby with its regal bloom Dreamy sweet fragrance Days gone by I see the roses, not blooming Just there, wilting Unnoticed for days And one day will never be There is a flower vase with lilies now Mesmerising passerby… Continue reading One day
From the distant world, I hear her cry. Hiding under her roof, Staring outside the glass window, Hoping to find a little love. All she sees is a street of terror, Innocents frantically pleading for warmth. From the distant world, I hear her cry. She is waiting patiently, To embrace the gleam… Continue reading Distant World
In midst of all the chaos, Her stillness was captivating. She was a work of art, The first work of art. Untouched and Unrefined, Purely deep and raw. In midst of all the normalcy, Her quirks were dazzling. She was a rare ruin, The ethereal ruin. Yet to be unearthed, Her mysteries… Continue reading Her…
