• themusingsoul 31w


    I picked up pieces from the foregone.The melodies you turned into lullabies which fueled my sleep still haunts me dear mom.
    In a room full of silence its reverberating in my ears.
    As my heart melt with the tune I feel everything;
    your touch on my forehead when I was sick,
    your kiss when I leave home everytime.
    And endless more..
    Hearing those melodies I sleep today and the day yet to come.
    I see you, distance never mattered!