Scrape the stone to sharpen it,
bask it in flames to strengthen it.
if you scour too hard
the same sword will tear you apart.
Through Health and Sickness, Through Boredom and Mischief!
The two kids promised each other their lives, not aware, not bothered by the many consequences that were yet to come. As long as they were young and together, they had nothing to fear.
Rain is a song
Of endless melodies
The clap of thunder
The pitter- patter
The lyrics of nature
All on a scale of wind’s major
The song ends with a fade
Now petrichor only remains
The sensation of ebullience colours my soul
This season makes my heart feel whole.
The writings on the wall melt my heart but the ones from you turn it to stone.
I think its time for you to go.
Vanish from here and from me
Because your memories only remind of my antipathy.