The tide is perennial,
My heart sincere,
Icarus, he fell apart under the ozone layer.
The unrequited handshake
the disappointed tear.
All wings were not meant for flying
Make-believe is amorphous,
big dreams disappear,
Mercutio, he fell down on his own frontier,
The infected heartache,
The suffocated prayer.
Most hopes have a habit of lying
NOORMOHAMED 