Seek
As the shrills greets the mist of wonder,
Time put up the pain,
Shall I ponder?
Beyond illusions the day has become,
Questions were not meant to be asked,
But to seek ourselves.
As memories crept to shade,
Dimming the ray of eden,
The sense of belonging,
Soon disappear.
Seeking the meaning of forgiving,
Is it really there?
Or its a mask that everyone shall wear,
Indeed,
This I seek myself.
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
~Seek~
Seek
As the shrills greets the mist of wonder,
Time put up the pain,
Shall I ponder?
Beyond illusions the day has become,
Questions were not meant to be asked,
But to seek ourselves.
As memories crept to shade,
Dimming the ray of eden,
The sense of belonging,
Soon disappear.
Seeking the meaning of forgiving,
Is it really there?
Or its a mask that everyone shall wear,
Indeed,
This I seek myself.
As the shrills greets the mist of wonder,
Time put up the pain,
Shall I ponder?
Beyond illusions the day has become,
Questions were not meant to be asked,
But to seek ourselves.
As memories crept to shade,
Dimming the ray of eden,
The sense of belonging,
Soon disappear.
Seeking the meaning of forgiving,
Is it really there?
Or its a mask that everyone shall wear,
Indeed,
This I seek myself.
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