She paints your world a vibrant yellow,
She sings away your gloomy blues,
She draws your silent breath away.
Like the rainbow that comes,
After every downpour,
Reminding you of the beauty of life.
The light that guides the path to the havens of the Enigmatics.
She paints your world a vibrant yellow,
Over yonder in the Northern poles,
Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear to be bright. Until you hear them speak
A boy stood at the top of the world,
An architect's sprawling work,
Heres a post thats not a piece of my work, hey whats a blog without some entries reflecting my real life happenings right!
Time,
The path of a falling star,