"I love you ", he said and pressed a lingering kiss on her lips. "I'll love you", he said and grazed his lips against her jawline. "Forever", he breathed against her skin and pressed his lips on her neck, just on her thumping pulse. Then he heard her sob, her fingers lazily playing with his … Continue reading And the ocean separates us
"What if i fall?" he said, keeping his voice low. She wrapped her hand around his and replied "then you don't fall alone"
And our eyes bleed Of unspoken words Ans to hide the pain within We pull our lips And smile O! how much can a person lie?
In my songs full of ballads and melancholy Every single word was a silhouette of his memories.
And I'll jump into an ocean of unfathomable depth, rip the sky till I reach the space if it is all that takes to find you.
We all are broken We all are shattered But that's not the kind of life That actually matters We all cry tears So much that it might Fill a dried river But still we are ready with Our boats To row through the pain and sorrow And we fight Constantly without any weapon When life … Continue reading Heroes and knights
8:30 pm, hostel cafeteria. It was pitch black at night, only few stars were scattered, adorning the dark sky. Everyone was asleep, of course because of the carnival and the blasting party. I knew I shouldn't be here, but I was out of water and my throat was parched as a dried river. When my … Continue reading 8:30 Hostel Cafeteria
Dreams may shatter But they'll never go. Darkness may come But there'll always be hope. When strength begins to die Heroes are born. You may break But that is what'll make you strong. Life moves on We convince ourselves to never look back But here's the thing At some point we do turn around And … Continue reading Untitled
Deep down the gloomy soul They have buried me,all forlorn They speak not of me And when I speak, my voice echoes I'm lost, completely lost In the labyrinth of lies There's no one out there Who cares whether I am dead or alive Lies are being told Stories are being made I hope somewhere … Continue reading A Voice Never Heard
And her smile was that crescent moon that in my darkness I yearned to see. -Liam