Mohammad Ahmad
10-26-2014, 11:22 AM
Never mind to all griefs I shall go ahead
At each occasion for you I do never need
A windy storm rapidly sends me back
Tribally comes as if a hungry hawk
I surrendered to my emotion in that morn
A girl I love, her love being sadly scorn
Just my emotion draped as a flung harm
The weather is enwound like arm to arm.
Being trapped I felt with a tenacious boredom
My sail likely was broken in a severe storm.
I stood for a while then I went on
Returning home, I picked my phone
I spoke to him as a nice friend
He never was late but early would attend
Time was running ringing its bell
Something is precious you may not sell
At each occasion for you I do never need
A windy storm rapidly sends me back
Tribally comes as if a hungry hawk
I surrendered to my emotion in that morn
A girl I love, her love being sadly scorn
Just my emotion draped as a flung harm
The weather is enwound like arm to arm.
Being trapped I felt with a tenacious boredom
My sail likely was broken in a severe storm.
I stood for a while then I went on
Returning home, I picked my phone
I spoke to him as a nice friend
He never was late but early would attend
Time was running ringing its bell
Something is precious you may not sell