Time the healing factor The worried nightmare of neglect was swirling to make him shake and shudder but a soothing hand on his head silenced him to sleep, Its painful and bleak on its surface, difficult to witness truth at its extreme intensity, love will take time to color his life, he thought he broke in solitude without support, forgetting his sorrowful drunken dialect of all people departing from his life and clinging to the one he hated ,but as the sun rose, he returns to his reserved self as masculinity supresses not expresses, Just as the story of deities gets it share of happy days,love will blossom from a tiny bud to a eternal flower, The hate will die a natural death and realization will strike only to offer caring hand with tight grip of faith and deep trust
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 18:28:17 +0000