In a loving world of liars, love is nothing but a lie 
A soul crept in pain or a heart fed to the demons

Ideas that inspire the joyance of the poor needy eyes 
Reluctant yesterdays in the brink of bloody reasons 

Words carved underneath my skin are vivid and loud 
Tales written in circles of scary shadows in the dark 

The echoes which shattered the peace of this existence
More solid than rocks, the lament dreams that spark 

Hit by storms those thoughts I sent to search the skies
Returned with sorrows which emotions pitched high

The power of love tested since the beginning of times
The course of love though, a low and ceaseless sigh


© Rana M  All Rights Reserved

 

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