The Journey Ends...



So much hatred, so much love, so much mesmerizing violence fallen into shattered pieces of glory, lying beneath snow and weathered leaves, they speak of nothing but defeat and victory, whilst they just stand there bewilderment, waiting for theirs to shine, for the day today and yet to come, they wait in curiosity to shine and sail, is it their fault to be faulty or is it ours to be recompensated and thought upon?

Everytime i close my eyes, i see the world falling down beneath the drape of lives, i see my childhood, what i was, but when my eyes open, I finally realize, what's more to this beautiful destroyed piece of planet futurama we lay, as we all see the sunlight and sunset, just like that , we see the happiness and sadness of everyday. 

Everyday has its own significance, so might as well live up to it to our best.


-ThinkerInkedOut


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