Sunday 9 December 2012

The Fallen Mercy

The womb of a mother and the distant dream of a child
Relinquishing unborn miseries and a story that gone unspoken
The beginning of a dawn or vanishing the light...
And we hope for a better day by accepting our plight
Innocence lost in a horde of unbound lust...
Death of love or dismembering two hearts whose emotions were vast...

Somewhere down the memory line,we still try to make it a better day
Happiness flows across and inner feelings which pray
Two hungry souls run amok for shelter and asks for mercy rather
The creation had gone wrong ,tears overture...
Touch that still unfolds,unfolds our echoing words
And then we bid goodbye,goodbye forever happy rain...

The womb of a mother and the cries of her unborn child
Relinquishing unborn miseries and a life that has gone missing
Now the memories are history but the pain that remains
Counting the moments of misery and relishing the grievance
This is how we dismantled ourselves,this is how the story ends
Pray for mercy,pardoning myself never...