In the castle of lurid Smiles, In the realm of void Ecstasy, In the clutches of mad Nostalgia - There flowed a river of serene Tranquility, Charmed by the halo of yet unknown. And there she trespassed - To hear the resonance of her soul, To touch the rainbow of her sun, To feel the nerve of her being. She seemed to love her nest, A tender bud caressing the depth of sweet Solitude. Yet she longed to traverse through that river, Crossing the limps of jolting Madness. For sometimes she heard the beckoning of a Rainbow, Burning the sky of a distant land, Charmed by the halo of yet known.
Keep the faith. The vision is always for the appointed time. Be patient, prayerful and wait for the fulfillment of your visions.
Life is a dream. We wake up when we die
My hopes & dreams don't die. With all the suffering, I sometimes ask- Why? They are manipulative, deceitful and they lie. My health aint good, where do I go running away and die? But then I sigh. I cling to others on purpose, as I am strong enough to try. I have nothing to lose. Either I hit the ground or touch the sky. Trust me, it's ok even if each time, I cry.