Mischievous Days

The road that finally meets a junction. To chose left or right. To step into the path we choose. The step where there is no turning back.

Life as we never saw it. The view from a different point. To the valley of the shadows. Making that bold move. Making that final step. Blowing away the clouds that hide that complexion.

Everyone wants to see the Garden of Eden. At the end of the rainbow. Yet, nothing comes without a price. Nothing comes with just a role of a dice. Be it the end of the world or the journey to the stars galore. This is the crossroad. The step of no return.

Let us just close our eyes and let the smooth current sweep us of our feet. Let us just fall back and gaze to the skies above us. Let it be. Let it be.

When the picnic ends and it starts to rain. The feeling of rain drops on the verge of sunset. The great red, yellow and black painted on the skies above. While your body soaks by the cool and gentle drops from heaven above.

As it soaks and runs down your skin. As the feeling it brings cools you from within. Take your hands and guide you. You turn and just smile to the skies above. As the tear drops from above just runs down you.Take the lead. Dance the to sounds of the rain falling from the sky. Just feel that rythm and melody that fills the canvas it paints.

As the rain stops and you sat by the lake. All drench but your beauty still projects on the lake. With the cinnamon colours of the sunset painted around your beauty. You smile. You smile. Cause only you knew.

P/S: I think the wounds have healed but the nights still scare me. Just sumthin out of bordem. No more postings here I promise. So long… Schools back..