sky was pouring and i remember my beloved's tears
storm was guiding the rain she never knew dear.
if you become a broken leaf emotion of wind will guide you
she thinks she float with the wind but the wind knew too.
when confidence become support it is one way to the end
life cannot be lived on dotted lines you receive what you send.
if you think that you are sleeping when you close your eyes
dreams will never oblize . life is not poem on lips of poet.
Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 10:48 PM UTC
sky was pouring and i remember my beloved's tears
storm was guiding the rain she never knew dear.
if you become a broken leaf emotion of wind will guide you
she thinks she float with the wind but the wind knew too.
when confidence become support it is one way to the end
life cannot be lived on dotted lines you receive what you send.
if you think that you are sleeping when you close your eyes
dreams will never oblize . life is not poem on lips of poet.