I’m at this side, and you are at the other
But we pretend, this distance doesn’t bother
I’m at this side, and you are at the other
But we pretend, this distance doesn’t bother
She hates herself being compared, But her sentiments are scattered elsewhere. A question arises, Does being compared, help one to rise? Her silent disagreement never showed up, ‘Cause the answer was not in her favor. Distinctions allude to her, everywhere. The resentful soul seeks for peace somewhere. Compelled to give up what […]
Soar up, little bird
Soar up!
Float with airiness.
Across the vastness.
The vista is for your company
Breath of air owe to your rising.
A child lying at the corner crying at his fate. A face that reminds me of the lost happiness. Just tired of existing ruthless, it has many things to tell and yet, much more to hide. The innocence is lost amidst the burden upon the little shoulders. His pain needs to be seen […]