Until Tomorrow
Ever since I learned to walk, I’ve always been on solid ground, There’s always been land, land, and more land, everywhere I look around, It is not an observation that most people like to call profound, But look beneath those
Enchanted
One of the few things noticed while walking in a maze, Is how earnestly the next turn is beseeching you gaze, Although you already know this isn’t any race, Yet, you fervently want to just get out of the place.
Missing
There are few who can really lay claim to knowing missing you, I need not prove it, when I say I belong to the missing few, Because I am one of the few, who tried getting away from you, Only
Awake
When I can find nearly no difference between day and night, And I realize not, the extent or gravity of my plight, When my thoughts constantly oscillate between either extreme, I knew then, I was walking in the garden of
Songstress
For the first sunrise that heralded our day, And showed us the future of a pair, Let us carry that sunshine along our way, And show it the future that we share. For the first warmth that sprung from every