I know how you feel, and I’ll express it so you know its real
It’s as if…
The mountains are made for your shoulders to break
And the Sun is burning those chances that you take
You swallow the stones though you dam has been high
As the wind shrieks to you its painful lullaby
You hear no more chirps, the birds have flee
And thunders shut close all doors that you see
The pouring rain wash your all but shivers
“I love you” says none of the creatures.
But my dear friend do remember, that these days will be over. And things will change for the better
You’ll have wings that can lift the mountains
On every rays your name will be written
The stones shall guide you through a paradisaical trail
And serenade of winds will smoothen your sail
Chirps of birds revivifies your soul
The thunders are made for you to be bold
Descendance of rain is to embrace your heat
The world would stop just to hear you greet.
Believe me dear, I tell no lie. So wipe your tears and do not cry.
If by any chance it arrives a little late, I’m a call away, let’s go for a date!