its not always that we write with style... sometimes we just write...
we write coz we cant say many things..
sure we shall wait for the moment to share our thoughts, our feelings..
the moment is when our heart tells us is right...
walking around the emerald green lake...early in the morning..
i talk in silence..
silence... a way i discovered is the best for communication...
any communication... all communications.
remove the dark glasses and the world is a brighter place.. with lush green trees and fresh dew on the grass.. when i walk around the emerald green lake the world seems a brighter place...
there is a particular tree under which i sit..
i sit and *** speaks to me.. in the language i did not know but have grown to be hypnotized by it.
*** the magic.. sorceress
the darkness shall never follow... step up..
