The squall of darkness
Was never heard
Locked inside
A room of blood
When the doors opened
Dreams set ajar
There was an empty canvas
to paint the clouds green
Living in constraints
Not any longer
Because there was a reason
Trapped in a season called
LIFETIME
Found profoundness
Galloping inspiration
Life changed forever
At last to find
Aspirations chasing
And the world dreaming
About me, love
While I was Living
A lifetime, A dream
In every little moment
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
“Trapped in a season called lifetime”. I especially liked those words. Bravo!
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Thank a lot Michael… (;
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WOW, this is superb–I really love it.
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Thank you very much (: I am so glad you liked it…
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Lovely 💐💐💐
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Thank you!
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