Time is trying hard…Fading your worthless memories
Trying to heal my wounds perhaps…
But how will it delete the sorrow
That’s etched painfully on my heart?
For years it shall remain constant and depositing
Like a self-inflicted burden on the soul
Bringing to life with every moment of truth
The ghosts of yesterday from the Graves of our past………
-By Me
time is trying hard, then let it be...
everythings gonna be alright, don't you worry...
yes it can't go back and delete your sorrow...
but surely its gonna compensate you, with a happy tomorrow...
nothing shall remain constant, everything has its end...
take off the burden and look up, you've been accompanied by your friends...
ghosts don't have their own life, how can they bring things to reality...
forget them, enjoy every moment, encash every opportunity...