A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.
Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.
His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
कड़वा and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.
I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this संगीत of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written द्वारा the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
Russian Roulette
sorry for hateing you
sorry for everything
wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you
and say sorry for hurting आप sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if आप are hear पढ़ना this my friend im sorry so sorry
i understand my friend if आप will not forgive me i chose to be mad at आप when आप tried to apolagize
just know this फ्रेंड्स are forever
i will keep आप in my head if i forget ill still have आप in my heart
and hopefully आप will keep me in yours now your gone आप wont see me but आप have raised me up higher than the mountains
youve raised me up to और then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
sorry for everything
wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you
and say sorry for hurting आप sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if आप are hear पढ़ना this my friend im sorry so sorry
i understand my friend if आप will not forgive me i chose to be mad at आप when आप tried to apolagize
just know this फ्रेंड्स are forever
i will keep आप in my head if i forget ill still have आप in my heart
and hopefully आप will keep me in yours now your gone आप wont see me but आप have raised me up higher than the mountains
youve raised me up to और then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend
Take this किस upon the brow !
And, in parting from आप now,
Thus much let me avow
आप are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, या in a day,
In a vision, या in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see या seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see या seem
But a dream within a dream ?
A woman's life is a rose.
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As आप live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome आप with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it कहा it has to be longer to be an लेख so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
Each petal containing a portion of life.
The diligent journey wil be perfect.
As आप live, your rose grows weaker.
Your enduring patience has been spent; your rose is wilting.
The many years yearning for unity has ceased.
The whispering kingdom is worth all yor strength.
God will welcome आप with kindly eyes.
Your sacred rose will live on.
A woman's life is a rose.
By: Arylynn10
and it कहा it has to be longer to be an लेख so, blah,blah,blah,blah,blah,blah
