On a beautiful Sunday morning snow is falling from heaven and ………. in that cold, very cold morning you are standing besides me My eyes are stagnant My heart is burning And trying to reach you Out of all curiosity It touches you and asks...
Blown embers crackling, a soul burning in hell Of falling and burning, in shape and in sense Then an act of love, to live for above and beyond The sky which is strange, the present lives to show She is trying to explore, the future is an invention Waiting there...
Shadows have gone dark, the doors have slammed hardFootsteps have hollow sounds, clouds had not been loud The rhythm of my life muddled along with my dreams crashedYou were never mine, and I’m stranger to this so-called crowd Eminent imperfections yielding off guard yet the hell againTormenting...
Bragged about all those years, whispered in my earsDragged back where they belong, my poor dreamsStruck lost in the middle of nowhere, standing stillFar beyond the valley, my screams were once heard Hopes before they dry out the land of wild sorrows Leaning back hard running over...
Shoot through my tears, and hurl them acidicI hear of tormenting, my heart turns amazingRain of life in my mind, when I am with youA curl having my soul, but that needs seducing Like of a barren hope, the last to cover my lifeEyes without sight,...
While my heart skewered it had only tears Broken in telepathically, always treated Either we sensed some physical fears Back to me, the ultimate love defeated The Love canvas carrying our pictures Two halved hearts we always communicated Always appeared would gain each other you were the distance in miles calculated Hand in...
The melodies of my dreams above rainy cloudsThe tricky tales fall for the light, shady but coevalWonders of your cheeks beneath the jovial eyeballsBlistering gorgeous lips, oblivious and magisterial The punnets of berries could never be any sweeterPassionate charms of delights to outstretch deeperAnd the honeysuckles could...
Evolve in the glory, the melting pieces of snowIf details were wider, what nature really had to show Depicting graphics of a portrait, so adoringly beautifulResurrecting my firing heart, immaculately blissful The thunder of waves in a quiet ocean is intimidatingSpark of passion brings delights, entirely fascinating Tales...
Glowing city lights at the cold of the nightGlass windows run down by drops of dewThe smoke of chimneys busy writing historyChapters of deep love observed by a few To the corner, she peaks through her windowAdulating eyes carrying the oceans unknownIn search of a whisper...
Diamonds in the sky The perfection of her beauty at peaks of delightHer eyes flagrant as the diamonds in the sky The flawless eyebrows roll down her cheeksMy firing heart adorned with her love I don't lie The flames of her fire melting down my soulCraving to test...