The lines embalmed in longing lead the curve of your eye, Touch, feel, alter, and afterwards disfigure patches of colour.
Respecting the struggle and acknowledging every loss in turn aids oneself to push further within one’s development [ MIND + BODY + SOUL ]. Seek new gains yet prepare oneself for the obstacles via behind and ahead. Know thy self.
Away from lines and corners, far From artificiality, From prejudice and war It healing is for us to be
You go ahead — enjoy it That treasure you are calling youth I would not have it back again That’s the perfect truth!
You’ll hate me when I tell my truth. My feelings splattered on the page. Still wet the tears, though blood runs dry. Your feelings locked in wound lined cage.
Voice of soul Keep talking all the way Sometimes It awake me from sleeping Knocking door of unknowing destination Though It is unknown But voice says catch it by your positive approach.. Save
