Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find my little thoughts,
Inside this little envelope..
Go ahead, rip it apiece..
Entré the lanes of my memories,
Find journeys, love and miseries,
The laughs and cries, old boundaries,
My times, my truths, my fallacies,
Friends, true ones, and old enemies,
On several weaves of happiness,
Sad spirits dwell like broken trees,
Noise, peace,
Adversities..
A man and his insanities.
Looking down the foggy crease,
Far more clear than all of these,
You'll see this man down on his knees,
His weary eyes of agonies,
Hold feigning veils of vanities,
Though the world has got the best of him,
He remembers to care and please,
He remembers to bide the time,
And float along the storming seas,
He knows, he needs a hand at shore,
To breathe again,
In the sands of uncertainties
Now wait,
Look into those humble eyes,
For once, those eyes will barely cease
To blink and there will come a breeze,
A view of everything inside,
Will be the earth under your feet,
The mirror in those eyes will turn,
From thoughts to true veracity,
My envelope will be our world,
And I will be reality
******
Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find our little world,
Inside this little envelope..
A.M.N
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find my little thoughts,
Inside this little envelope..
Go ahead, rip it apiece..
Entré the lanes of my memories,
Find journeys, love and miseries,
The laughs and cries, old boundaries,
My times, my truths, my fallacies,
Friends, true ones, and old enemies,
On several weaves of happiness,
Sad spirits dwell like broken trees,
Noise, peace,
Adversities..
A man and his insanities.
Looking down the foggy crease,
Far more clear than all of these,
You'll see this man down on his knees,
His weary eyes of agonies,
Hold feigning veils of vanities,
Though the world has got the best of him,
He remembers to care and please,
He remembers to bide the time,
And float along the storming seas,
He knows, he needs a hand at shore,
To breathe again,
In the sands of uncertainties
Now wait,
Look into those humble eyes,
For once, those eyes will barely cease
To blink and there will come a breeze,
A view of everything inside,
Will be the earth under your feet,
The mirror in those eyes will turn,
From thoughts to true veracity,
My envelope will be our world,
And I will be reality
******
Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find our little world,
Inside this little envelope..
A.M.N
