Children Of Paradise
This night with you and me
The pale moon
Besides the overtaking clouds
And the occasional drizzles
Here and there...
Our memories distant
And Closed
Even with the shadows of hope
And despair within our little fights
Like the children of Paradise
Time had played with us
Or we had spoiled it…
Yet tonight I can see you there
Alone with my memories
And here I’m with yours
The silent chords of sufferings
With all the strings of desires
Broken in shreds
With our names engraved on
The night is still unfolding dear…
August The 28th’ 2018