Monday, 5 January 2015


You promised Heaven
All I got is a patch of hell
A bitter pill to swallow
I swallowed it anyway
Is there a medicine for souls?
Or can a slit loosen it?

Sleep through the years
A never ending night
Memories of distant past
It leaves a sour taste

You promised, yes you did
What a fool to believe
Just as what it is
A promise, nothing else
Lullaby of thorny words


∗This is my original composition
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