Wait!

Her eyes..her eyes were the most beautiful creation of God he ever witnessed..for her eyes carried that one emotion that everybody carried but hers was intense..her eyes carried a staunch wait in them..her whole body alert on even the slightest sound..a humming bird humming far away..a train whistling in a distant district..the winds roaring..he wished for someone who waited for him too with such sincerity that she carried for her beloved.

A Literal Grave

in the memories i resurrected you , every day , every time , but this has been killing me ever since , breaking me down , burning my heart , drenching my soul in tears . now is the time for the memories to be buried so i rip your skin off and with ink of your blood turn you into literature . in the page's grave u will be buried forever with people just to mourn on and with it dies the crying girl and a new powerful soul is born...!!