With words plucked out of the air, I write,
Degrees change, future unread for we are no seers
With open arms I walk ahead faith laid bare sight.
The suns penetrating the hidden pool of dreams
Shadows created of its own, mockingly shiver,
Rim of the tip tilting, emotions tenaciously screams
And yet I give, cause tis the nature of a giver.
But the first for you and foreign touch all the way
Beating the rule of distance, leaving behind its tyranny
Leaving separation in its grave to suppress and lay.
The want to go back to when the cradle rocked
Tempts us forward to the sway of sepulchre,
Innocence threaded through tide locked
With a hardened heart surge against the wind for sure.
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Lone treading the sands of roads path taken by many
But the first for you and foreign touch all the way
Beating the rule of distance, leaving behind its tyranny
Leaving separation in its grave to suppress and lay.
- love tiz stanza. distance never maters!
And envy your english. I bet my vocab isnt even half urs. teach me some english tsu!
peace,
sravan
But the first for you and foreign touch all the way...
The suns penetrating the hidden pool of dreams
Shadows created of its own, mockingly shiver...
I coiuld cut copy paste all ur lines here at this rate...
But this one is the most important i think -
With open arms I walk ahead faith laid bare sight...
All will fall into place...it always does...you do ur bit and all the doubts will vanish...the future is misty...but you have to walk into it...ur Tsu...u'll beat the odds. :)
And yes I love this one far more than most...it speaks life.
brillaince
and i saw it various states of development
How the hell do you write so well? I am tired of writing the same thing in every post of yours...
BRILLIANT..
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