Glittery Roads, Amber Blue Sky. You and Me walking, That pinky grip of our hands, Defining promises. We decide to walk miles together, But there are times , Where the fingers just slip off, One speeds up a lil ahead of the other. Again we cope up, But manage to hold each other. At times , the hurdles passes by, Turn by turn we are protecting. finally our destiny arrives , Paths changed, With a good bye. But hoping, Can that ( pinky promise) work once again? #mirakepost#love#promise#destiny#writters#the writing community#roads#travel#destiny
The world is full of lust, And it's difficult to trust now Mother said "Love is the purest emotions". Like see the leaf always fall for ground, Whatever maybe the conditions around But "Hey" people you consider me rude, You say I am prude. For me "Love" and "Intimacy" will be life partners forever. But now "Intimacy" was involved, and "Love" was in corner crying aside, Remembering the good golden memories at times.