The bright glow of desperate Sun,
Pleasant touch of cold wind,
Breathtaking smile of the innocent Moon,
Beautiful Birds, a bliss,
Delightful, a word but, here a subject.
Trust; a feeling, to hold not to leave,
Care; an oath, to take not to fake, And,
Love; a religion, to follow not to show.
This was how my world looked.
Pleasant touch of cold wind,
Breathtaking smile of the innocent Moon,
Beautiful Birds, a bliss,
Delightful, a word but, here a subject.
Trust; a feeling, to hold not to leave,
Care; an oath, to take not to fake, And,
Love; a religion, to follow not to show.
This was how my world looked.
But, Intruders,
Stealing the glow of My Sun,
Making my wind harsh and hot,
Now Moon never smile.
Deadly Birds, a fear,
Dreadful, a Moto,
My Trust, Betrayed,
My Care, Granted,
My Love, Wasted
This is how My World Looks.
Stealing the glow of My Sun,
Making my wind harsh and hot,
Now Moon never smile.
Deadly Birds, a fear,
Dreadful, a Moto,
My Trust, Betrayed,
My Care, Granted,
My Love, Wasted
This is how My World Looks.
But, this won't stay long,
My Trust, My Care and My Love can heal
My World.
My Trust, My Care and My Love can heal
My World.
(Cause it happens)
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