Monday, June 22, 2015

Silences and somedays..

There is a lot we take to the grave
Not just an empty body, discarded
But so many secrets filled inside

So many battles won and lost
And even more dreams for the never seen morrow

Some leave themselves breathing in memoirs
While many fade to months and years

There is a lot we take to the grave
In the hope that someone will unearth it all.. Someday

But 'somedays' are just like tomorrows..
They never arrived.. Never existed..

Speak your heart coz today is ours
Coz all you hold will only turn to dust...

 

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