The smell of loathe
Is reminiscing me of him
Can you remember?
I can
The scream on those lonely nights
Dreadful than the hell
Does it hurt your ears?
It hurts mine
Is reminiscing me of him
Can you remember?
I can
The scream on those lonely nights
Dreadful than the hell
Does it hurt your ears?
It hurts mine
Remember those blood stains
On the floor
That still haunts the house
But not more than it haunts me?
The stains of your tears
In those creased pillow cover
Does it still reminds you of him?
Well it reminds me of him
On the floor
That still haunts the house
But not more than it haunts me?
The stains of your tears
In those creased pillow cover
Does it still reminds you of him?
Well it reminds me of him
Do you remember
How much I begged him
For the fountain pen to write my exam?
I remembered
But in all these somewhere I grew up
From finding happiness in someone else's
To finding in oneself
From getting scared and crying when blood is seen
To crying an ocean of blood
From using the pillow for sleeping
To using it for wiping tears
From asking the pen to write exam
To penned down my pain
Somewhere I grew up
How much I begged him
For the fountain pen to write my exam?
I remembered
But in all these somewhere I grew up
From finding happiness in someone else's
To finding in oneself
From getting scared and crying when blood is seen
To crying an ocean of blood
From using the pillow for sleeping
To using it for wiping tears
From asking the pen to write exam
To penned down my pain
Somewhere I grew up
Its really so touchy , made me emotional
ReplyDeleteGod Bless you Jublee
Thank you so much 😊
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