Thursday, 16 November 2017

Thousand stories .,

I can not dream about my future because I don't have one . 
Writing is from the deepest pain of my soul !
Believe now but don't believe yet still !
Foggy and cold is my own heart .
Why should I believe in my desire ? 
One cup of bliss is an eternal loneliness ! 
A glimpse into me can tell you a thousand stories . 
But not yet, all you see is true like pain !

                                - A. A. Popovici,

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