Dear person who love me I thought you find a different me But you also hurt me like others do So stupid i am, you also belong to zoo
I thought you protect me When someone say wrong When all are against me You are only one, who make me strong But you also make me realise that Love is a game Btw thank you so much, you make me An unburnt flame
A heart burning with fire has two options: One to see the flame going out....... Second to make use of the fire before going out and to lit the lamp which later may help in lighting few more lamps. In my opinion, when a person opts for second option then he or she becomes a writer.
Her eyes'd shed the tears in Captivating red Aching for all the memories buried deep in the garden of death. Where blossoms were just mere temptations and She a pretty butterfly attracted to them Like what moths are to a flame!!