Iam confessing others fearsome secrets,
because i and they share the same experience.
wrecked soul of them,
and spatial longing.
i beckon them,
and make a summoning gesture;
to make them realise;
that nothing in this world is our's
and if is then never was and never will be.
Though we know this;
still we live with the abandoned,
lost,
unheard,
and abused hope;
that again begin to place a warm,
hugging faith on the same person
who rewarded nothing but betrayal.
wait anxiousy;
n such prodigiously.
wait like it will rain even in desert?
or like in attempt to let you fall 4 some one who will never has such intention that even u fall will n't hold u back;
or keeping the rose with outmost protection like they will not blacken ever;
or plucking the roses from orchid by thinkin that thorns will never hurt u?.
every one here is rogue with rivalry;
only difference is of the feelings;
appearance;
and the souls in the body;
which is neither personal possession nor one inherits.
it is just given by GOD.
It's up to us to choose the path.
what i'm trying to say is never intend to plan;
do trust other's but never fall deeply because everyelse
knows how to hurt the feelings;
instead believe
and choose the right path
and wait to see that where the fate takes u as everything is destined to happen
and whatsoever.
