Someday It Will

Someday A time will reveal don't hesitate thinking of your moment day and night someday leaves may rustle within the heart beat flowers will fall along the rumbles of thunder look back the path had gone vanish with the wind of time leaving the whiz of arrows piercing your wounded heart don't hesitate someday photos will click does they ring a bell? moment of truth lapping on the waves carried the vivid image that patters your mind cracking down the lane someday it reveals don't hesitate without knowing Someday it hurts and clouded my mind yet stormy overpowering Alas, would it come striking with hopes to heal up my sorrows.
Let 'em out to be flushed down anyway.
Yet it seems demolished Why? It would not compromise and leads to danger Someday its vulnerable floats reliable to lip attackers don't stop to consider but just go Someday It will be gone to the life that's promising to him who really understanding again towards no wound and pain.
Actually, can it be so overpowering Someday no more tears to be shed feelings, they know how to bother it's the pain in the neck and still generate the sparkling life of LOVE.
Suddenly the day just turned out boring & I felt restless.
Writing and pouring out the needs are giving me this peaceful moment.
Nobody knows the rising tide of words that had been hovering through my minds.
Let 'em out telling the world...
that my heart touches the depth of the sea...
my feelings reflected the waves of the tides, my mind chewed over the veiled yesterdays.
longing for the dance that tuned by the songs waiting for the nearness that haunted my days sleeping over my dark sorrows Those moment which burnt my nights, the nuisance of my life, shattered dreams, ruined plan,disrupted moments all gone fade away leaving me as a child in dreamless slumber waving for the right man to appear but lost in thoughts for I am a loner who like to be and to be as what I am now still am because my mind...
reach the carpet shadows of night my heart...
desires the sweetness of motion my body...
stretched for life and sanctuary my needs...
hunger for refreshment but alas! nobody ever guess.
Is someone wanting to go through the distressing and perturbing surround and around thee life that used to glee.
Why the fuss? If no hands of survivor.
Why the restrained? If it can be endeavour.
So go on and on and strive to success.