Storm

In the tale as old as timeForgotten story beneath dark rhymesReality turned to dust with a kissFrozen still on angel’s lips Touch of flames, last flight of midnight butterflyHandwritten note, last will through forbidden lineSecret melody, song of bittersweet melancholy In the darkness left no pathTo devide the truth and the lieFinal journey, one lastContinue reading “Storm”

Four Years Of Rhymes

Four years of versesLong years through timesIn worlds of silence and senses of wordsDreamshadow in the magic of rhymes In silver moonlightWe are floating highThe same midnight watersWe are drifting in the skyAmong the starsRight through golden cell’s barsWe are living the same rhymes Four years of dreamsLong years of hopesAmong the memoriesIn the fantasyContinue reading “Four Years Of Rhymes”

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