It was the time when clock was ticking exactly 12. The stars started fading and sky covered itself with clouds. A little boy opened the door hearing the rain, the soil was wet and it had the fragrance of freshness in it. The mesmerizing sound of droplets amazed him. He smiled and wished facing the sky, the one wanted to be a pilot , so that could do a hifi to the clouds, but the illness he was bound to would never let his wish to be fulfilled which he knew . He stepped in the rain and it rained, just rained
She wore a scarlet letter So all could see her now The harlot of the village Her head now a bow Forbidden love It came to her Washed her like a summer spring Her smile born from happiness Until the dark was seen Her heart it loved She knew no wrong But alas it was a curse For his love was taken Already held By the woman he did marry So now she wanders so alone The cold it bites so harsh And stares they eat away In her heart She truly knows That love will find a way
Fire, fire, grant us life through an ascent ever so agonizing, ever so patronizing. Fire, fire, purify us. Fire, fire, liberate us. Fire, fire, extinguish the foul demon within.
Close your eyes Count to ten Take a breath Find a pen Write it out Let it loose Don't get lost In these woods For one day You might get stuck Way too far In the muck