This poem might leave you with a wish to relive the summer vacations of your childhood.
Love, in it's most crisp form. Success? That still remains unknown.
Hours became days, Days are years now, The night sky is still bright. Time dances around me in circles, As changes shove me into a maze.
A fight with yourself from within, with nobody to call an ally, striving to just win.
Today Faith is the shoulder on whom we place the weapon that fires pills that people refuse to swallow otherwise. Its time to realize that.
We have seen people, failures, situations and a lot of other things individually changing people's lives, but the author here gives it away to a city, his city, highlighting all the significant bits.
How much do you love your country? Here's your answer.
The drizzle drops caused a stir, I never wanted to pour to stand a pause.
A good poem is one that leaves you feeling empty after you are done reading it. This is a good poem, isn't it?
Embracing youth and love like beautiful sunrise.
And it happens again. Innocence lost in a whiff, A haze of hatred, lust and rage, Overpowers her, violates her spirit.
Make music, art; live and only then die.