Eyes getting dim heart’s reaching ground Central disturbance causing soul’s early snowstorm Legs are shaking Head’s leaning down Sulk in abundance making solitude a paramount Getting trapped with open eyes Inside this thing – Often called “a life” When I don’t want anyone around Psst in my ears Make that sound I’m tired of walking alive Such a boring routine is this everyday life Pinch me hard Make me scream Wake me up from this side to inside a dream.
Wonderfull. My favourite part :”Getting trapped with open eyes
Inside this thing –
Often called “a life””
Thank you Oloriel!
This is amazing!
Psst…. Wake up
Follow me into the clouds
Where my body yearns for you
And my whispers grow loud
Psst… I’m calling you
Stealing your attention
From that boring routine
Forcing your insides to come alive
To a thrill that’s never-ending
Psst…. Come to me.
Sorry I couldn’t help it. =-D
Very Very Nice Neeraj. =-)
Jeez!! What’s your address? Lol 😉
6969 Cloud 9 ave
Somewhere in, Texas
;-D
Somewhere in Texas or $exas? You misspelled it deliberately? Lol..
Anyways.. Hugs and kisses are on your way 🙂 XOXO
Yes! I knew good would cum from that poem…:-)
Lol.. Thank you for believing in me 🙂