AS I HAPPEN TO ARRIVE IN MY NESTLEI RECALL SO MANY THINGS AND OCCURANCES
I TRY HARD TO KEEP ME INTACT
BUT THE AIR IS FULL OF STORMS
I HAVE LEARNED A LOT TO LIVE WITH IT
I STRUGGLE HARD
I FIND HARD
MY HEART SAYS
LOVE, WILL YOU FIND A SOLACE
I DO NOT PROMISE THE ROSES
I KNOW ITS VERY DIFFICULT TO PROMISE
AND HARD ONE TO KEEP IT
BUT THE HEART NEVER BUDGEs
I SHUFFLE MY MEMORIES
TO KEEP THE BEAUTIFULL ONES
MY HEART ASKS
LOVE, WILL YOU EVER FIND A NICHE
I STOP SHORT OF ANOTHER PROMISE
MY HEART KNOWS IT MATTERS NOTHING
ITS WAY OF ASKANCE
MY WAY TO NEGOTIATE
MAY BE ONE DAY A BREEZE MAY COME
LIKE THE STREAM OF SOOTHING WATER
A WISH OF EVERENDING CONSEQUANCE
MAY BE I AM TOO COLSE TO MY HEART
MAY IT IS CLOSE TO SOME ONE ELSE
SOURCE INSPIRATION ; NEHA C's space
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