| Reminiscing |
| Waiting for time to pass by A mind begins to wander Into rich deep colours Where should it stop Pondering on happiness Pausing on depression Here is loneliness A black hole in the colours Wallowing in its misery Face contorted with pain Unable to comprehend itself Gone is all hope, gone is all love Reminiscing now on the past In a time when love was A feeling of happiness enthralls A warm glow returns to the face But the past is gone And cannot keep the warmth Cold will soon return Face will then glisten with tears |
