Sky is falling upon my happiness
Time isn't healing the curse.
Pain is unknown, cure is known.
Colours are few
Eyes are with the blood tears
White is the new red.
I can't see , the world , the joy ...
Everything is dark , gloomy ...
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Spiritual"Poetry is a speaking picture." I love to play with word. Here I am with my amateur poetry. And yeah ,I will add translations of Pakistani ost. So enjoy . Don't forget to vote , comment and share. Hope you guys enjoy reading it! Achievement: #7 (1...
