Your beauty is tragic.It is the sweetest sin,Heaven ever created!
Don't ruin a relationship, by giving it a name.A potential lover. A lover of the present and An ace of the past.These months, years and ages, might just forget the memory And remember the terms you us...
You sit right next to me.Still you don't seem close to me.
Life is uncertain.Today you get a rose.Tomorrow you feel the thorns.But the end result is red, always!!
Here comes the rain again.Falling on my arms like a tragedy.Reminding me of pain, as these drops wash away the tears falling down my cheeks.
We are the children of a womb.Yet we differentiate each other,On color, creed and the sizes of our tombs!!
All of a sudden,You seemed to beStranger than a fiction,to me.