A love poem.

Staring.. Waiting.. Watching.. For what ??

Pain on your Body

Pain in your eyes

Makes me wanna go away

Remember saying

Can do a lot of things in one day

If you got paper Money

Is it true Or Not?

Y’ll need to know, waiting for the guess what will be the information about your journey

Till the end of your thoughts, there will be dust on your knee and mud on your feet

Prayers will be on your side, complexity got into your mind

Please be there for us too when we got alone in the middle of the tunnel

We all were looking for a cave to be safe from this modern world

Looking out a shelter to cover dry eyes

Raining covered our eyes but couldn’t help with our hard times

We were slipping away with our cried tears on cold nights

It’s got me think a twist about this beautiful and sadness mankind

The existence of this whole way of life got me into the walk of life

Way of living is the hardest thing we’re recognized

Is it true or not?

Isn’t it funny, we can make a lot of money

Buy a lot of things just to feel like somebody

Even though it felt great, it felt so lonely

Even this a life, lying under my memory

Take an eye for eye wonder what there’s in it for me

I’ll stand here forever wonder who’s coming for me

Written By — Banusha Yasminda

Sometimes I get lost all in your eyes

Wisdom and truth keep showing me what’s right

Jesus Christ, please guide us through bad Times

May Allah bless us with his Sunshine

Lord Buddha, please show us what’s right

May all of us find peace in this lifetime

Written By Banusha Yasminda.

Welcome, to READ a  ,DARK FANATSY

Violet was sent to drive away  the clouds of darkness from his personality. What happens when she gets drawn to the same feature she has to wipe out?

Darius Oclere, is more like a  demon. But was once a good soul.

What happens when the angel is sent to Hell, to transform the evil. Will the bad lust change her into fallen angel? or will she be able to fulfill her whole sense of duty?

Follow the story of love ,betrayel, adventure and most importantly,  Attraction Of Opposites!Welcome , to CRIMSON HUES OF LOVE by medusa..

hella!  i wrote too much ..heheheh

short love/relationship poem, enjoy!

“You cannot ignore it anymore Oswald. Our patients are dying. They are getting killed by someone who is still out there. Every patient’s life is in danger. We have to do something Oswald.”

“No one care about the patients Clarissa. To us it’s just one retard less. Less inmates means less work.”

“And what about those who were murdered, Viktor? They need justice. This. Can’t. Be. Ignored. Anymore.”

“I don’t care Twill. Do what you are supposed to do.”

“Of course I will.”

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Someone is out on a killing rampage in West Baskerville Psychological Institute. Targets aren’t particular. Patients are chosen like the numbers in the game of Bingo. Random. The first victim was an inmate from the building A, The building for the criminally insane. No one seems to find any pattern or similarities, but there is a peculiar exception. Their eyes were carved out of the eye sockets before they died.