Insomnia!
Insomnia!
In free time when the mind turns
The pages of the book of past
Only a few names come up again
And again. A knot that never opens
The needle of the mind stucks Somewhere. Some love affairs
And some hateful love affairs
The more hate there is, the
Deeper is the connection!
To perish again and again in love
I don't know what to call it
But will the time of conflict ever
end. This world will ever change
And I will also move on
But the roads are closed