Have lost thy creativity,
Have lost thy versatility,
Be it words, be it an art !
From painting to Dance...
Words to express
Are so empty and vague.
Months after Months
Thy ink doesn't seem to end..
Broken , lost , shattered
Are the only words left in me ,
Will I be ever again!
THE REAL ME ?...
Have lost thy versatility,
Be it words, be it an art !
From painting to Dance...
Words to express
Are so empty and vague.
Months after Months
Thy ink doesn't seem to end..
Broken , lost , shattered
Are the only words left in me ,
Will I be ever again!
THE REAL ME ?...
Yes.. The real YOU.. which is sitting deep inside ur heart, still feels the blossom of flowers and still enjoys songs of the bird.. Lets bring her out.. Lets pay her back the life she always wanted to be..
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