Wednesday, February 15, 2017

My Design















Layers and layers of blood,
hiding this hollow face.
Eyes full of vengeance,
in time and space.

Million drops of your tears,
have dropped on this sand floor.
And yet,as the time passes,
I have,and will draw few more.

In this dark dungeon of thoughts,
I am the king of own,of darks and shine.
Playing all by your rules,
This game I own,my design.

Hope

Looking out of the window, as things pass by, Wishing we could survive this catastrophe. The one which looked impossible at first, But t...