Friday, September 23, 2011

Same Old Story



Waiting for the right moment, 
For the right magic,
I know thing aren't gonna be better,
But still deep inside somewhere,
A little hope is left,
Candle is burning,
Light is shinning, 
Trying to lite-up inside,
but darkness is more powerful.
Capturing the soul,
Making it slave,Casting a spell,
Then once more,
I will be standing there,
Waiting for the right moment, 
For the right magic.
Repeating Same old story again and again.

By Missy Khan

Monday, September 19, 2011

I Can Still Remember.....!




I can still remember those days,
When we use to run after butterflies, 
Blow away dandelions, 
Walk in the Wet Grass Bare Foot, 
Enjoyed Dancing in the Rain,
Things have changed now,
Past is Unforgettable,
Present is Unbearable,
And Future is Unpredictable.

By Missy Khan