Like brown falling leaves,the heart fade away.
Hands numb in no time,
Pen refused to express it's thought.
Such mixed feeling of a morning dew drops,while the day's are setting
This life of a market place,
Where we take nothing back home.
Life of a coin without sides,
Laid in the ocean, aiming for the moon.
Trying to empty the ocean with a spoon
Yes I want to grow,yes I want to feel
Yes I want to know, show me how to heal it up.
When things don't change,
How will it grow?
Life is all about pain
Life is all about gain
Frantic feeling upon the sunset
I see nothing but a flurry blurry vision
Why must I cry these lines?
When time elude without patience
Imploring delay in light.
Imminent struggle even as a child
Nothing more of a clown behind the cloud.
The line I walk, suddenly unbalance.
©parvin_z
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