Not Moonlight And Roses.

       Not Moonlight
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Everything was passing about me, summing up as yet another memory—a reason for pain, yet something to mock. Leaving behind were just few glances set in their way, as my heart sought a loving one.

Not Moonlight And Roses.

Everything was passing about me, summing up as yet another memory—a reason for pain, yet something to mock.

Leaving behind were just few glances set in their way, as my heart sought a loving one.

The longing burning wild within me had settle down—again, and I wasn’t sure about it dying any soon either; I knew no way to set it off. It was ridiculous, but it was me.

Life had showed me way too many different colours, hardly I could remember, but the feel of them was always lingering in the passing moments of life,

corrupting my thoughts and rising emotions toxic to my being. It was harsh; the life was a mere barren, nothing was to spring. Every breath felt a hassle, a pointless effort from my being.

The destination was known yet unforeseen—death, but I had no hopes for the journey.

Once happy fantasies stood no longer, as life had taught me a nice lesson of realization, I saw no dreams anymore to live for.

But there was, toying with me to continue was fear, an unknown fear of loss that my mind couldn’t explain, and emotions refused to bear.

But I had it clear, the truth was far ago revealed, that life is not always...moonlight and roses.

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