The castle of love,
You painted on my heart,
with the splashes of your yearning.
I was able to see the
hues of urge under the grey lead of pencil.
Afraid of grey,
I turned off my assorted feelings,
Allude to my eyesight,
Your teared the mist of pride.
You perceived my terror!
I was in defeat.
You took me in my loneliness, as for my isolation, you were the barrier.
And, I chose to adore you from miles in my chaotic silence, for which I was, I'm the witnesser.
Integrity of your tenderness, you blazoned over white sheet and I saw the grey turning into black.
I didn't find the grey!
You seized my terror by brushing over your grey pride and defined me shield against every pain,
The shield of essence.
©when_eyes_narrate
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 3:54 AM UTC
The castle of love,
You painted on my heart,
with the splashes of your yearning.
I was able to see the
hues of urge under the grey lead of pencil.
Afraid of grey,
I turned off my assorted feelings,
Allude to my eyesight,
Your teared the mist of pride.
You perceived my terror!
I was in defeat.
You took me in my loneliness, as for my isolation, you were the barrier.
And, I chose to adore you from miles in my chaotic silence, for which I was, I'm the witnesser.
Integrity of your tenderness, you blazoned over white sheet and I saw the grey turning into black.
I didn't find the grey!
You seized my terror by brushing over your grey pride and defined me shield against every pain,
The shield of essence.
©when_eyes_narrate
