Hidden behind the
Blurred lies,
Regrets Crumbling down
Behind closed walls of my soul.
As I stood at the crossroads
Of future and present,
Philanthropy was long lost love,
Half of my heart was
Stuck in the remorse,
And other one was
Beaming with the passion
To color the canvas again
To embellish my soul again,
This time with lavander scents.
Always wanting to burn
In the flames of passion,
Always wanting to wrapped
In white sheets of fame,
That old desires
Were forgotten,
Standing at apex
Just waiting to
Smell a new beginning.
©Shivi Miglani (Ehsaas)
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'Always wanting ' a term comes with a lot of desire, wishes and compassion.
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