The architecture and the colour of an object provides attraction,
but wait,
what if we were all blind.

A little bit of alcohol drowns me in a bottle of memories we've had,
and sometimes it is a bit harder to remember your exact image in my head,
But the smell of your breath, the warmth of your skin and the lethal tone of your whisper makes me faint;
and here I go again!

Cuddle her tight and watch the pouring rain hit the windows,
on a Sunday morning with a coffee,
while lying on the bed
would be my perfect definition of HEAVEN!

violence and mischief are the standards to categorize the weakest of people who chose to be reborn as a demon,
Because someone took advantage of their caring and loving mentality long ago!

Everyone said it would be hard,
to let go of the things you loved the most
So many came and later they faded away,
It wasn't hard,wasn't lonely
I managed to live happily

Angels flew I didn't care,roses came i didn't stare
Life was rough,went down on my knees
Searched for some caring arms,but in a blinded way

Found some genuine demons to give me shelter,
Followed them eagerly cause they kept my laughter,
So willingly slayed my wings at the altar!

I remember when I fell for her suddenly,
Like a flower blooms,
Like a raindrop falls,
Like the sun sets,
After sometime I realized every bit of a second was just joke to her,
And it's fine for I still fall!

Jumping onto a paradise of wonder with thousands of yards filled with flowers is beautiful,but seeing a sparkle which has sunk in an endless stream of darkness is priceless,even if it is visible just once for a lifetime.