Buried thoughts
This world is inhabitant for me ..
Like the night owl ,I am rarely visible
I keep staring at the shinny stars at night
But then i realise my life is darker than dusk
Ya I am silent from outside
But did u ever hear my inner turbulence?
I am a flower which once , used to bloom
But now it has been blown by the winds....
© T.T
Like the night owl ,I am rarely visible
I keep staring at the shinny stars at night
But then i realise my life is darker than dusk
Ya I am silent from outside
But did u ever hear my inner turbulence?
I am a flower which once , used to bloom
But now it has been blown by the winds....
© T.T