Riha Writes

She was born with magic in her eyes, That even the stars envied. Lost in darkness and giving everyone light, She was all broken but brave, She was the storm that complained about rain, She was all love and storm of pain, She was calm and deep, Beauty out of place, Lost in darkness and giving everyone light, 'Coz she was born with magic in her eyes that even stars envied.

Behind every beautiful thing  There's some kind of pain. Your eyes tell me that you will love me every day....no matter what comes you'll be there to stay. We both are so different and yet so much the same. Everyone in some way or another will experience some kind of pain. I know it hurts you                                                          I'm your most beautiful regret but your ungrudging love for me is turning into a debt . I don't want you to  love anyone ever again, because I'm that beautiful thing behind your intolerable pain.

  Somewhere in the cage of heart it's hiding there, I don't know why but it's fading somewhere. I'm telling my heart not to remind it; But it again comes from nowhere. But the truth is that it doesn't go anywhere, It's still always in the book of my heart, Coz they are meant to be there. They are not only timeless treasure of heart; They are chance to live moment forever. It never fades but we make up mind not to remind them forever; And again that evocution endup being a memory from somewhere. It's a loop from which we can't escape  And we should accept this to souvenir.