It’s been long since the last time paint brushes were used,
It’s been quiet since the canvas wore the shades of vermilion;
It’s been slow yet several thoughts were rumbling deep inside the head…
So now it’s time to pour it all,
Now it’s time to pour it All,
Now it’s time to pour it All…
Happiness will come along,
Indeed happiness will come along.
Thoughts: Being alive is precious. The dark world will want to take one down. But one cannot lose the precious life because the evil portrayed it so convincingly.
There’s always hope. Tomorrow will be better. Keep believing in yourself.