As the wind lays so bare
Whispering nothing save silence
As i peacefully lay
Can nothing shower its kindness?
Is this confusion now a forever abode
Can something burn it down
For nothing can give me happiness
Than to see the ashes of that which brought only ruin
I am just so tired and just so deceived
Can nothing save me just this once please?
But to complain of the deception
Would be to move out of complacence
To sit upright and will the change
No not i!! whether i have the courage?
Can something light my way plz?
It is funny how
So deep lay these burdens
That you refuse to see
The rose that carries with it thorns
And their vanity and false beauty
Enchantes you and fools you
And stops you into looking below
And that is how those thorns are hidden
And only when you bow to touch n feel
And truely capture the dream like beauty
Into your real palm
Does the thorn come out of the veil
Same is for this heart of ours
Only when the truth is within the grasp
Does reality makes its presence felt
But can we be rid of it truely?
Can we be really real
No.. we are like a bubble
That finds joy to soar in the air
Eventho in its heart it knows
that its just air
and nothing else
nothing else??
Can someone burst the bubble for me??
