The Black Heart
The Black Heart
The impurity of soul is being put through the amnesia and the prosperity of last sunset has indicated the end of every chapter.
I'm rotating with the beats of clock which makes me feel suffocated,i can't make this happen until or unless I feel more attached with myself.
I've been trying to wipe out the black shadow which spreads rumour and give me the wings to fly more higher.
I can't wipe out the dark tears, I've been drinking the red poison and expecting to get more heavenly pleasure.
I've been looking around for something unusual which will definitely help me to get the freak out of my nightmare.
When I look around the lonely sky,i feel like I'm blessed with the power of eternity who can give life by filling up the white blank pages and make the words more and more sparkly and alive.
Well it's not about changing something, It's all about how I turn on my blank black heart.
The every single steps of my life significantly leave the footprints of my creations on the naked skulled road.
I love to be within the identity which reflects into the broken mirror and makes me remind that who am I and what am i .