Can a few things be meant for you and few things not?
Have you seen dreams? And have you seen a one or two break? Tell me, how deep was the ache? Did it bleed? Did it hurt? Oh dear, tell me how profound was the cut?
Like trickles of frost adorning the eye-lash, life will drizzle as blessing in disguise. And at the loss of a beloved, shall it slink through your eyes.
Remember when you used to put your arms in your shirt and told everyone that you have no arms, you would sleep with all your stuffed toys so none of them got offended and how you would watch the raindrops on your car window and pretend they were having a race. Remember when we were… Continue reading Digging forgotten dreams and promises!