Somewhere between hickeys and scars, You wandered off And I let you go.


If I can't get your scars I'd rather not have you at all; 'cuz there ain't no sunshine Without the moon and stars.

The cold closure.

There's a knife through my back Reaching my bleeding heart Leaving behind a crimson trail There's a sword through my mind Creeping up on my weeping soul Where your sweet laughter hails The scar on my arm Singing our story To the vagabond, numb and frail There's a tear on your cheek Watching the world…


When the waves flow Into the dark And the night hides Behind the stars I set sail Towards horizon Following the map With location marked Along came a cyclone Ripping off the mast I hear the skies roar Like it's the God's wrath "It's not easy, son To find your destiny Neither is it far…

Red were the feelings

Long were the vines that wrapped her Invisible to naked eye Thorns pierced through her skin She bled, she didn't care For, the blood hid her scars Ah! That flamboyant stare! The crimson stain is what she wore Her love, adorned with gore There goes the red lady, Heart and soul impure, Swift as the…