The Shore
The spinning wheel of love at the shore,
When awfully flashbacks the moments you adore.
Reviving back the human long ago left,
All the way starts from how you met.
But better you come to your senses sooner,
Because life is not a sweet candy-gun shooter.
Reminds you of the fantasy you were earlier in
thinking the two shores as together
which in reality were so apart; I do believe in.
The chapter finally got closed
from the other side of the shore.
There is no way back to that damn door
The door to cherish those lovely moments again
When you know it’s all the fantasy,
bound to never happen again!
The pain, the hurt, the sleepless nights
Seems like a dark tunnel which I always fright.
Whatsoever,
It is worth remember
You are intelligent,
Yet you are beautiful.
You are fearless,
Yet you are unique.
You are priceless,
Yet you are simple.
You are all a precious masterpiece,
Yet in this weird hustle-bustle at your shore
You figured to finally attain the inner peace.
Stepping ahead walking the other shore,
leaving the footprints behind,
which I don't care about anymore!
