If I were a palette,
He would be a painter.
If I were a ballad,
He would be a writer.
If I were a number,
He would be a mathematician.
If I were hunger,
He would be malnutrition.
If I were a flower,
He would be a florist.
If I were a guitar,
He would be a guitarist.
If I were a book,
He would be an author.
If I were a brook,
He would be water.
We are destined,
For one another.
Never ever detested,
Each other.
How did I ever fall for you,
And your false promises.
You came out of the blue,
And made my life lawless.
You promised me the stars,
And a future countless.
You ignored my scars,
And made me feel flawless.
You traitor, you cheat,
You faker, you mistreat.
You have proved to be dishonest,
With yourself, with me and with our relationship.
Hadn't you always acted so modest,
We would have been following acquaintanceship.
Why did you make me
Plan our future together,
When you never wanted to be,
Tied with a tether.
Why, why did you take the hand,
Of the angel, sent to receive you.
I don't understand,
How you could give up on the woo.
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This is what I do, when I am restless, impatient and agitated.
2 A.M thoughts !
Ever imagined a life without colours?
Colours make everything look happy and blissful. They add a life to the picture. But, colourless pictures at the same time are classics. They make you realize the actual beauty of the picture. Every minute detail is pointed out. These pictures take your imagination skills to a whole new level. You start thinking what the picture must have looked like with colours. Which colours would have been there. These are real, effect less and beautiful.
Black and whites are my all time favourites.
