Half of the time,
You were in a bad mood.
And the other half too,
Wasn't that good.
Half of the time,
I had gone blind.
And the other half you were,
Ruling my mind.
Half of my heart,
Now has been paralysed.
Atleast from now I won't fall,
For all these pretty lies.
YOU ARE READING
Rhythm
Поэзия#22nd rank in 'what's hot' 25/8/16 #24th rank in 'what's hot' 28/8/16 ACHIEVEMENTS: ~ Featured poet by @LivePoetsSociety ~ Fellow Feels (past name of the book) featured poem book.
