Going through some of the stuff that I had written and saved up for nostalgia sessions. Somethings hurt no matter how hard you try to forget...
Chanced upon a night one day
listened very carefully to what the silence would say
with devilish intent I saw that blinding light
My guardian angel, there she was, in my sight
Now shes gone, in forsaken thought
I have myself a question bought
Sins in heaven are to break
though in spirit my soul it aches
Knocking doors and ringing bells,
Walking away with my sins to hell,
I questioned HIM if prayers would say
what is it that made me pay???
truth and justice for all...not yet...not yet...soon..
3 comments:
hmm ....intersetign post..and finally we get to witness ur REAl writing....good stuff
p.s:may i ask wat was that thing that hurt so much or still hurts
really well written....
u really must update more often..
but
in the silence of the night,
the mysteries of the world unfurl,
If v wish it and have the nerve..
to see...to hear...its all there..
of life's mysteries..i ask...
Do we fear the darkness or losing ourselves in the dark???
do u really want to know
at the end of the day
what it is that made u pay??
well written
i always knew thrs a gr8 writer in u
and yeah i knw whr the inspiration comes 4m
and .......its understood !!
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