Am i restricted myself
from pleasures,
or its just illusions of
unknown desires.
It would have been different,
don't know right or wrong,
if i am on the edge
and leaped forward being strong.
All the deeds not done
for all kinds of reasons,
haunts me sometimes
in the lonely seasons.
Hope everything happens
for a mysterious cause,
still unknown of it, but
i am not the same person i was.
In : Poetry
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unknown desires
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