I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Monday, December 12, 2016
Status
We
are humble But stupid and poor We feel real and true But worthy not in real We want to feel and help But can’t match your riches We wish to make you belong But can't give you status and stature
No comments:
Post a Comment