Peace. Hope. Love.


The loose trail of smiles
Remind me of the times
When we were free,
As “secular” as we could be.

It kills me now
Seeing the seeds we plough
Turn into savage.
Is that all we could manage?

There’s no love to give, it’s all been shun
Oh dear world, what have we done?

If tomorrow never comes,
We will have to come to terms
With the regret that we shall own
Of letting our love lone.

If there’s still hope, then come along and show.
Don’t shy away; it’s time we let you grow.

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I am a reader in the truest sense of the word. Novels, lyrics, newspapers...and even people. I find interest in reading anything and everything. Currently employed full time and find solace in writing about my personal experiences. A vigorous traveler by nature and a humble story-teller.