Heart talks

a heart in gratitude

December 12, 2009

Everyday then had become a routine,

Waking up was never an excitement,

And falling asleep had not become a restful night.

 

Things had become monotonous,

Looks of people became bare,

Conversations end up unfilled,

All meanings had lost its worth.

 

There were no more colors in the rainbow,

No more lyrics in every song;

Thunder had lost its lightning,

And no blood runs in ones vein.

 

BUT, you came

AND everything changed;

An OLD beginning you brought in,

A REKINDLED passion, YOU have awakened.

 

HOW CAN I THANK YOU IN MAKING ME LIVE AGAIN?

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