My head keeps spinning around
What did I do to be on this ground? Still those celestial elements are there In the sky of ancient times..... But only few can still gaze there And get hypnotized every time I happened to be one of the gazer of this time I felt like angels stay into one's heart I was one of the angels But one day a violent storm came And that day I fell to the ground I came to this earth as a fallen angel..Oh what a sound!! And that day was my Birthday I thought that I couldn't stay n this world of gay Where every people is a clown in their own way Where every people is fake and planning to kill something every day Oh! What a place! How can an angel,here can stay? But look at me now its those people who have changed me And now I am also one of them.. What a joke!What a joke that hath played on me! My lord!He did that to me.. Now still in this darkness I have a heart Which keeps on creating a never ending sound That what did I do to be on the ground?
Alle Rechte an diesem Beitrag liegen beim Autoren. Der Beitrag wurde auf e-Stories.org vom Autor eingeschickt Ariya Chinnoy. Veröffentlicht auf e-Stories.org am 31.07.2013.