Friday 21 August 2015

It's been a long time.

It's been a long time since the tears have rolled,
Frightened I am, on being so bold.
When you don't have something to heal,
Life doesn't seem real, but in a reel.

You were never perfect, and would not ever be,
We're all broken somewhere deep within, don't you see?
How would one know about the heart,
With unheard beats, how would he depart?

The voices won't be lost without shouts or screams,
But what about the vision, if the man never dreams?

Unworthy, to count the number of breaths you make,
Priceless, to give more than what you take.

It's been a long since the tears have rolled,
But without the falls, the mountains would fold.

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