I printed some memories
In my heart,
Which was dark
The art was to welcome
Light in the dark,
Some sketches missed the path
The road was long
But the light was bright,
Everything seemed to be lie,
But the path of heart is
The road to life,
The way was tough
But not enough,
To erase what's in my mind,
It's the art of life...
YOU ARE READING
.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoetryYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
