Sandra C George
Tragedy Inspirational Children
Fearful eyes, haunting past,
Wandering mind, lost dreams
Screaming tongue, flooding tears
Shivering lips, shattered hair
Painted on canvas,
Art of pain.
You In Me
Mirk
Love
The Love I Ne...
Dady
Care
Agony
Together Agai...
Limerick
I Am A Girl
I got one life, no reason I got one life, no reason
I feel lost, dead, and alone. Look into my eyes, see into my soul I feel lost, dead, and alone. Look into my eyes, see into my soul
Crossing rivers, lakes, mountains and skies, I’ll fly till I dry, Crossing rivers, lakes, mountains and skies, I’ll fly till I dry,
Have to bear with it, For a better tomorrow... Have to bear with it, For a better tomorrow...
Last year when it first rained, When it first rained, Last year when it first rained, When it first rained,
My parents named me “Sparkler”, the day I happened to be born, They had dreams that their home wi... My parents named me “Sparkler”, the day I happened to be born, They had dream...
Making me realise, they might stay a dream forever. Making me realise, they might stay a dream forever.
One day I will certainly leave you One day I will certainly leave you
Wait!!! When did these ropes become a noose and why didn't I realise it soon? Wait!!! When did these ropes become a noose and why didn't I realise it soon?
I give up shades of my own colour making way for something new. I give up shades of my own colour making way for something new.
You are disabled completely, bed-ridden, and with oxygen support Have held up your life lamp anyh... You are disabled completely, bed-ridden, and with oxygen support Have held up...
My sweetheart immaturely passed away Leaving me shocked and grieved to stay My sweetheart immaturely passed away Leaving me shocked and grieved to stay
My crops burned without rain, to the sun, what would I say? A grief of black land, to the mountai... My crops burned without rain, to the sun, what would I say? A grief of black ...
My sweetheart, an innocent and pious soul Destined to perform the most pathetic roll My sweetheart, an innocent and pious soul Destined to perform the most pathet...
There was a promise that could not be claimed, Life is now being cast in the mold of death. There was a promise that could not be claimed, Life is now being cast in the ...
He never loved me. He never loved me.
Is it merely a matter of language? Does it go deeper? Is it merely a matter of language? Does it go deeper?
My Sweet Heart Rita will disappear from me forever and from Earth My Sweet Heart Rita will disappear from me forever and from Earth
I touch and tickle, the textures of the Earth I touch and tickle, the textures of the Earth
Milk of human kindness has curdled Soaring dreams has turned sour. Milk of human kindness has curdled Soaring dreams has turned sour.
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