This is a tribute to a friend and her creation...
Well what can I say, I have been kind of stuck on a Charles Dickens classic since December. Yeah Victorian Era has sunken deep 😁 or leh boring but I wanted to complete that so I am doing it 5 pages per day now.
Anyways a few days back a friend of mine suggested her own book which got delivered today.
Shining Soul Poetry
Poetry,
a. Book of feelings and emotions as the cover gleams is all about poetry...
What can I say , I might be brushing up a little something from a period which I thought I left in the past.. so here it is..
||Nothing Ever Matters||
Let me be here all the day
Do you know I donno ways
I get lost all the time
When I look around I see dirty filth
Dreams all filled with shadows
I walk around looking
for things I left
None could I find nor the traces
makes me all confused what I look at
Soul has turned shallow in years
But baby…
Nothing ever matters to me than your pain
Your eyes and your sad looks make me torment
Just wanna touch your heart and
Hold your hands so
No nightmare would ever make you low
Do you wanna play music
Play me like a guitar
Don’t you have strength
Take my powers its oozing out anyways
Life is all sulk and moped
Keep your hands on my heart
Hold it tight and slow your pace
Do you hear a twitch?
Beats at times though it is dreading remorse
Blood is all blue and frozen
But baby…
Nothing ever matters to me than your pain
Your eyes and your sad looks make me torment
Just wanna touch your heart and
hold your hands so
no nightmare would ever make you low
This is something which I hold close to my heart of all the similar creations of mine for a reason that I wrote this down in 15 or 20 mins after returning home from a short walk. So yeah, of all those this one coz it didn't go through much edits.
And thanks to my friend for actually making my day..
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