Street lights in distance, yellowish green leaves of trees in front of my house,grey pink dust in the sky, almost reminds me of you. Cold. Distant
-
The artist in me has gone and hid in the basement. My creativity dumped into a well. My inspiration has long divorced with me even get compensation as incentives too. And I'm watching T.v like a corpse in the bed,and still my tarot on YouTube saying I have a bright future. Yeahhhh!
-
you accept it's flaws. when you Stop
cursing it and try to understand it as
the way you want with you,when you
finally realise may be it need my just
little push to make it stand again on it's
feet. despite all the mess when you try
to comfort it. When you
genuinely try to fall in love
with it too.-
Tears falling from the wall of memories in abandoned heart resisting any visitor.
-
From love to heartbroken,from rage to motivation,who suffers the most is the Night.
-
In my heart's lake of
stillness why did
you drown your
attention in it?-
Is it easy to pretend,
you aren't aware about
consequences of
nature against your
mind's terrafirma ,
where wind wants to
blow your heart from
you,hah?-
//Regret//
Make you realize to your core, some moments are meant to live coz they blossom once.
But
I'm f*cking scared and fool.
That's how I live.-