Every one side #LOVE needs #hard handling of situation. It has the power to make you see #dreams come true but it can even show you the #dark side. It can even take people away from #reality and it can even make them blind to see the true #normality. Sometimes people get on #right path while some might get into #wrong ideas.
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"A slight walk of the speedy wind on the soft hands,
Reminding of the battle that needs to be diverted.
With bright sunny morning with dew all gone,
Still making the bright flowers wish luck for the hard day long"
"Every face had a beautiful smile on their own white tray,
Marking the long silence of fear turning into hay.
But hard to stop the battle of heart and mind in cold winters day,
Chasing the wheel of success and tumbling of failure with grey.
But certain hope would always make a diverting route,
Reminding the mind that there is possibly your angel on that route"
"With moments passing the guilt of the sea,
There was a little moment to see the drenched crew working.
The call came from the heart to say a bid “NO” to the easy going,
Making the heart tumble in the thundering ocean of the red sea"
"With silent walk and inspiration walking along,
But still getting no grilled to turn on.
Suddenly there was a noise shivering and numbness was covering the sky,
The inspiration walked but could not be silenced with the cry.
The rejection of “NO” was hard on the smile,
But still there was a need for and tears and cry"
"My inspiration falling apart with home coming day to part.
Still no cry but the heart screaming to die.
The change of the environment lead all greenry to say “GOODBYE”
Making the heart of rage to scream right through the sky"
"But the calm nature failed to express it with untold mystery,
A call of hope and my happiness was ringing.
To the words with courage and a littile caring,
Told me the reality of life.
Listening to some wonderful words from my guide,
Found a heart beating the rhythm of my own .
A lost hope was gained again for the time gone
Getting a hope but still to say:
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