The dark, the scars & the mask,Oh! I know you know it all;You understand the lines now,Even without reading it whole. I know I have talked too muchAnd you have heard it too many times;I know you are tired of this cycle & so am I,But let me just write it one last time! Oh, ...
It’s a quiet November afternoon,And I sit by the windowSoaking the winter Sun;I see these dry leaves flying,And my thoughts flying with them,Forgetting about things that are still undone! I wonder about this place where I sit,About the mountains and far beyond as much as I can see;These places have footprints of the present and ...
You know, it’s scarier than being left in an isolated house,Darker than the darkest of the nights;To feel nothing, absolutely nothing at all,& To walk through a tunnel at the end of which you know there is definitely no light! You know, it’s more exhausting than climbing a mountain,And feels heavier to lift weight as ...
If ever I’d have a heart strong enough to tell you,Then I will sit down and let it all out;Nothing more and nothing less, but only the truth,That what it is all about! If ever my heart would settle for a while,And won’t race as fast as it does;Then I will sit down and let ...
I was asked one day,“What is it that I fear the most?”Before blurting out the answer,I gave it a thought I first thought of the dark;Dark?Well, we have been best of friends since so long;I give it all my stories and in return it gives me songs.Songs on the tunes of which only I can ...