Walk down the lane of emotion,
The dust covers footprints of old.
Surrounded by gardens of souls,
Growing, in fields of gold.
Flowers speak words everywhere,
Spilling out secrets of men.
Lies to make up for theft,
Traps set in treason's den.
Red is the waistcoat of love,
Black is the shell covered hate.
Grey are the clouds of misfortune,
Shadowed, the will to create.
White are the seas of forgiveness,
Blue are the tears wept with sorrow.
Silver, the outcome of riches,
Gold, the true colour of the poor.
Dreams are the windows of hope.
Words, the foundation of truth.
Faith is the base built for wisdom,
Belief in the eyes of the youth.
War, the enemy of humanity,
Peace, the friend of mankind.
Lies, the base built for hate,
Lost, the true states of mind.
Sprout, you flowers of emotion,
Walk, you ageless trees.
Wait for them lies to decay,
And pray.
Fall down on your knees.
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I need a restraining order. But you can't blame me, it's been DAYS!
You should give it a name!!
I loveeed it!
"Sprout, you flowers of emotion,
Walk, you ageless trees.
Wait for them lies to decay,
And pray."
Brilliant!
You're a fabulous writer!!
WOW!!
Amazin!!
n as ive always told u:
I <3 da way u write..
N btw,
Get Well Soon!:D
-Trisha
Too interpretable for the Nishant I know =P.
like Advita said....
WOW
-Sonia.
PS: Get Well Soon
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