When I Die When I die The skies will cry The greys shall gather To fill the whites When I die The skies will cry There will be flowers everywhere But I shall be found nowhere, A bit of me would long to be here and a bit, somewhere up there Manizey Manizey […]
One last Dance “How about a one last dance?” “I shall Dance, like there is no tomorrow” “I shall not let the song end” “Why are you so afraid of tomorrow?” “I have you here today, I see no promise of an approaching tomorrow” “There will be a tomorrow if you send an
Can you Smile “Can you smile for me?” I tried I was busy untying the knot twisting inside I tried I failed I tried again And I succeeded after a while And then I smiled… Manizey Manizey is an academic and storyteller based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. She has a fondness for the macabre
The Tree The leaves have fallen, the branches bare The tree longs for the leaves to appear The tree shall stand tall forever; sans despair In hopes that the leaves shall slowly reappear The tree stands tall counting hours,counting days The leaves come and go with the sun’s dancing rays Some wither, some fall
Weary Eyes Weary eyes, oh weary eyes Say a prayer and summon a lullaby Weary eyes oh weary eyes Fill your cup of calm from the blurry night skies Weary eyes, dear weary eyes The time has come for the one last lullaby… Close your eyes, now close your eyes Sleep well now, under
Flowers and Pearls “It’s raining flowers and pearls Let it rain, let it rain Like a balm it soothes the pain Let it rain let it rain” Manizey Manizey is an academic and storyteller based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. She has a fondness for the macabre and the supernatural, and is always dreaming
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