•Maybe , you are the place You've been longing to exist within;to spend mornings wrapped in peace And where you have enough space, For snowy trees to nestled in. In the slow fumes ,As snow touches branchesI hope , you could unfurls to that soft and peaceful place; As a feather ,Through an exploding world_______
Old grey night
•Old grey night ,Can't be stopped , sloweddespite of glowing remnants of ;Shining snow and sunset rainbow.In this slick whisper of timethe little things , I findIn awe of your dusk ,Flowering damask rose ;In my roots .To let me know you are nearthat I should know with out fear.•____________________________ - © The Himalayan Messiah.
Dust
• Sleep in eyes , But do not want to shut eyes . I'm neither waiting for something , Nor praying for go to back ; What no longer surviving. I've never ever wanted, to crawl in some healing. And then one day , Mind clings to something beautiful listen to ; to wrench this …
Stream Of woods
I am lost , You are too. Don't give up, though You can kiss moon . And moon can't help it, Just ask her ; She really like your lips , like I do . I wish , Every night we get lost , And wonder if it was true , knowing it wasn't even …
Venin
• Don't tell me, I am too clear I am all frail With no space to wilt. I lay here , Awaiting for you To know, Why you left me dry ? And , If I die Then only those allow to cry Over my dead body ; who've held venin in eyes, knows the …
