Sunday, July 03, 2016

Spring


Somewhere after the terrible times, after the turmoil is over, there has to be a spring,

When your footsteps will be like before, sprightly and fast not like the drag of feet across these interminable winter,

May be only you will be left behind to tell the tale, how this went from joy to misery in a single day.

No comments:

Forever Emerald: Soulmate

In the early morning light, he felt so happy, Just to see her climb the stairs to the temple; In his mind, he turned wit...