A Paper with wry

Tickling eyes with shivering cries, My words occupying on a paper, with great sigh, My sentence may dry,after i fly still it will speak, how i verified, Keeping you in me is becoming a lie, I can’t hold you further with wry, Good goes besides us, Thank you,for showing my flaws, Giving up what i … Continue reading A Paper with wry

Atlantic of my emotions

Moved on, like you are in a marathon, Never gave a reason for those gone, Brain starts making you blur, Still i revive with my mental fur. Keep going is becoming tougher, As you are my origin of writing chamber, Make sense, was your descision, Till i am not fully done, Exploring you, became my … Continue reading Atlantic of my emotions