• neharautela 50w


    Nothing is clear ,
    Nothing is true
    Everything is fleeting
    It goes where it has to

    And my wishes whisper in my ears
    And I watch them,
    Whimpering ,making weak attempts
    Fighting an old war with destiny

    Then holding back,
    The want for love
    Makes my heart curl
    In the twists and turns of a confused mind !