It is the impuissance;not the wounds that pain,in going back in time,to set things right again.Mistaken were the assumptionsand things were not to hid..
The bittersweet experiences whiz by,as I go down memory lane.I feel the familiar air, I miss the things I treasured.Is it okay to feel for you again?S..
Oceans dry up, lands driftSeasons come and go, sands shift.Among the fleeting stars, the transient suns.Amidst celestial forces, that yet are uncertai..