Long way to chase after you, inner golden eye flashing towards the lurk of glittering rides, Flowering expostulation spreads aromas on the peddler sweeping side, There is long way to chase after you in thunder hight, Little difference takes prescribed form the devil’s spice recipe of life,
Beautiful shaman healer song preserve melody peace though the golden era. This is the place where spring conceive humorous of seven stages of life, River flows on the souvenirs of mountains top, Beautiful compilation of Nature’s lullaby melts devil’s ship of the pride.
Eyes narrated immense stories from the ancient history of prideful knight, Sun shines inside from inspirational stakeholder skies.
I weaved million dreams of you, My heart goes into deep tales of scary night. An Awkward Silence.. An Awkward Silence..
He meant to be a piece of my mind with full of upheaval uncertain shocks, I remembered all those pious silvery flies with charming embracing moonnights dimflames around the bonfire sets, An Awkward Silence.. An Awkward Silence..
Stars in the sky as high as my incredible lonely mindset of travelling to the embankment to the basement of love life, An Awkward Silence.. An Awkward Silence..
Sunrise to sunsets he sat next to me, His imperfection all lies to head, Oh my ,oh my uncontrollable feelings set my heart on furnace, An Awkward Silence.. An Awkward Silence..
My beloved , I returned back to you, But it’s arduous to face you.
All over the world I “the skylark “sing dance joyfully all alone without realizing that all my duties are wiggling through mind.
The day When you laid eggs, the day I left you without a chipper, the day when you decided to raise our chicks, and the day when your tearful eyes cursed me. How pitiful to betraying you ? Alone in the nest with three crying chicks.
I envy you .For all priceless love and happiness, And for my own greed I left you . I left you.
My beauty faded away, Feathers are fallen faster than I thought. My envious life never praised your love, All that glorious time with you, Resembling me as we bound ourselves together. Health suffered alot, all wrinkles describe last seven stages of Shakespeare’s untold binding unbreakable poetry,
My vocal cord not as good as older days of my pride and precious gift of God. All my arrogance were brutally oppressed by that betrayal curse.
All alone with all grievances I” the skylark” FLEW MILES away to reach you my beloved. BUT…. ALAS! Now the time reveals all my faults, flaws and loneliness, The grim reaper counting all my deeds and I wished for your happiness my beautiful soulmate “My Beloved “.