Originally posted on vikas chandra:
As I tread, thru the, trodden trailI see, sore shades, of resplendenceLike the, broken notes, of a nightingaleStrewn from, the string, of dalliance! Are they, blossoms which, lasted…
The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
My gin and juice lullaby Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… Continue reading