It's red but looks like orange..
It's red that flows like blood..
It's sunset which shows the end..
IT'S REAL....OR JUST AN ILLUSION..?
Every night, gifts a new dream
Morning says, they are far
Sunset comes...with the end behind...
STILL WONDERING...WHERE'S THE DREAM GONE..??
Colors fade with every passing day, or do they come alive..
There's a face within every heart, or a mirage mistaken...
Every pain kills your heart, or does it crave for one...
TO HOLD THEM CLOSE...OR SET THEM FREE.....???
This sunset left a fear, in those eyes. The fear of loneliness, the fear of moving away.The fear that the following day would bring along a crisis, the one that would stay here for a lifetime.
I'm afraid,not because I'm here, but because you're not.
Dreams are all that I possess, they're all mine. Not even yours. They never let me alone. They're all this heart gave birth to, nurtured with everything it had, like an expecting mother does to her unborn baby. A fear, a hope, an unmet quest for life. A feeling that defeats all the adversities coming in it's way.
Every moment in the past that said it's over. The indifference that meant it was no more, makes me wonder. Is that a harbinger for a new beginning, a sunrise or is it the end, the darkest night for someone to fight back ? But then, I realize, the darkest part of every night always lets the first ray of the sun to breakthrough. Does that mean one awaits dark nights at the end of every sunset...and in the first ray of the sun ?
I've heard people around saying, there's always a ray of hope in everything that seems to bring an end, to happiness, to life. So what do we look around for ? The hope or the heartbreak that awaits us at the end of everything that gives life it's real worth. They say, our heart never lies. They say, it always shows the right way to head to. If this is what we call the truth, why does the word "heartbreak", even exist? Why do people say, they're heartbroken when they loose?
There's an answer to every question that exists. But, would it really be some blunder to say every answer is a question in itself. Who decides, which is a question and who the hell are they answered by?
I haven't seen life completely,I learn every morning, with the sunrise. I evaluate every evening, with that sunset around. I conclude each day with the darkness of the night that follows.
I say, I believe and I live in the one solution to every question around.
Not because it makes me feel alive....
But, because it says
"IT'S STILL...NOT THE END"
It's red that flows like blood..
It's sunset which shows the end..
IT'S REAL....OR JUST AN ILLUSION..?
Every night, gifts a new dream
Morning says, they are far
Sunset comes...with the end behind...
Colors fade with every passing day, or do they come alive..
There's a face within every heart, or a mirage mistaken...
Every pain kills your heart, or does it crave for one...
TO HOLD THEM CLOSE...OR SET THEM FREE.....???
This sunset left a fear, in those eyes. The fear of loneliness, the fear of moving away.The fear that the following day would bring along a crisis, the one that would stay here for a lifetime.
I'm afraid,not because I'm here, but because you're not.
Dreams are all that I possess, they're all mine. Not even yours. They never let me alone. They're all this heart gave birth to, nurtured with everything it had, like an expecting mother does to her unborn baby. A fear, a hope, an unmet quest for life. A feeling that defeats all the adversities coming in it's way.
Every moment in the past that said it's over. The indifference that meant it was no more, makes me wonder. Is that a harbinger for a new beginning, a sunrise or is it the end, the darkest night for someone to fight back ? But then, I realize, the darkest part of every night always lets the first ray of the sun to breakthrough. Does that mean one awaits dark nights at the end of every sunset...and in the first ray of the sun ?
I've heard people around saying, there's always a ray of hope in everything that seems to bring an end, to happiness, to life. So what do we look around for ? The hope or the heartbreak that awaits us at the end of everything that gives life it's real worth. They say, our heart never lies. They say, it always shows the right way to head to. If this is what we call the truth, why does the word "heartbreak", even exist? Why do people say, they're heartbroken when they loose?
There's an answer to every question that exists. But, would it really be some blunder to say every answer is a question in itself. Who decides, which is a question and who the hell are they answered by?
I haven't seen life completely,I learn every morning, with the sunrise. I evaluate every evening, with that sunset around. I conclude each day with the darkness of the night that follows.
I say, I believe and I live in the one solution to every question around.
D R E A M S
They make us smile in complacence, they let the strength to hope when the end is near.....'Dreams' make the heart beat that says she's alive. Heartbeats , is all I believe in.
Not because it makes me feel alive....
But, because it says
"IT'S STILL...NOT THE END"
