I write when I don't speak
Now I've my own library
                                        ~nyn

When death arrives at my door

Asking what's my last wish

And i don't know what to say

Should I say I just wanted to be genuinely happy for atleast one day ,

Or Should I say that I want to meet the person I loved the most

Should I say I want to tell my parents sorry for not being a good child

Or should I say I want to meet my childhood friend and do silly things for the last time

What should I say?..

IN SHATTERED PIECES,
MY HEART DID FALL,
LOST IN DARKNESS,
FEELING SO SMALL.
BUT THROUGH THE PAIN,
I'LL FIND MY WAY, WITH EACH SUNRISE,
A BRIGHTER DAY.
FOR EVEN IN HEARTBREAK,
I'LL STILL FIND GRACE,
LET MY BROKENNESS BECOME
MY STRENGTH'S EMBRACE.

Beneath the moon's gentle glow love's tale unfolds,
A connection unspoken, a story yet untold.

No words to define, no boundries to bind, Just two souls hiding, Intertwined.

Navigation emotions, a dance in the dark, They explore uncharted territories, leaving a mark

Though the road has diverged, and we're apart
I'll cherish the love that once filled my heart.

People say,
March is a month of colors.
Is it?!
So why do people steal my color?
Why do they make my life black and white?
Why do they make me feel like I'm colorless?
Why ?
Is it because March is not really a month of COLORS!?

IN THE DEPTHS OF HOPE,
I'LL PATIENTLY WAIT,
FOR DESTINY TO UNVEIL MY SOULMATE.
WITH OPEN ARMS,
I'LL WELCOME THE DAY,
WHEN LOVE'S SWEET SYMPHONY COMES MY WAY.