Euphoria

When you'll be staring at stars A little one will shine brighter And will remind you of hope Making you smile to it's twinkle When you'll have obstacles awaiting While you'll try hard not to lose You'll remember the little star In the world unknown; far away When you'll conquer the beauty You'll have climbed up the summits But, you'll still hold on to the star Tiny, but always blessing with peace

Perceiving the edge We tend to reach far In the pursuit of oblique So hurriedly, so furiously To push forward We tend to harden ourselves In the relinquish of the unseen Standing firmly on the pivot We fly so earnestly Passionately, tapping ourselves Obsolete, we gradually become For the truth unveils itself On the brink, we fall Into dungeon of the bygone Lost, we find ourselves One must had met earlier

Whirling ceaselessly, droplets caressing her soul; she uplifts her face, to capture the beauty, that nature bestows. Singing along the trail, she searches for the colours, in the reflection of river. Let looses the unseen chords, to make heart beat rhythmically; for she knows it's not the end, for every second a flower blooms.

All your love All your care Once caressed through my soul And hold it togther so tight It made me dance It made me touch the sky All your absence All your silence Have pierced my soul Makes it flutter It made me corpse It makes me enviable

We wish to have an eternity In the realm of boundness We wish to hear truths Among ruins of lies We wish to gather more Where giveness has died We wish to conquer hearts While sucking blood only

The heartfelt fire of your eyes Seeks refuge in the dungeon To liberate itself of echoing love In the hope of prevailing silence The wisdom of your broken heart Narrates tale of belittled moments Sighs in the deepness of awe While making wonders around Yet you are still eager to taste 'em All the lies among the sworn truths

Wandering over the reigns of bygone Where moments freeze for a while All she can do is to create 'em again In the hope of getting everything same She reminisces 'em ; Knit 'em togther To overshadow the eclipse of absence