Painless to speak, torturous to do
A schoolboy spewing lessons anew
And all the paths that I can remember…
Somehow end up in all that is you
My road now is a fine line
Silver in color and sharp in taste
Surviving in “nothing must go to waste”
My words now revolve around one sun
Like my mind, severing the “one”
Yet my time for reverie has passed
And I find myself now free at last
Now I shall speak what it is I do
And the lessons learned will be forever true
About Me
- Reham
- I’m a wanderer with a focus on loving life and living love. This blog encompasses my move through several cities in this broad world and the thoughts that have evolved with each of those geographic locations. I write down my meaningless materialistic wishes and my epiphanies as they come; and I hope that years from now I will be able to read my blog in its entirety and feel humor towards my hardship and a sweet nostalgia towards my past’s laughter.
2 comments:
nice words..keep on writing ;-)
your song made me almost cry, its amazing that you can write so nice and truely!!!
i will visit here more and more!!
and also, i invite you to visit my new blog about art and more...:)
http://almanarasquare.blogspot.com/
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