English posts,  Writing

House in the rain

A space made up of our memories
Creating walls wherein we live
Faded moments still lingering around
In the corners of our hearts and minds
Lucid shadows with a strong grip
Controlling every move we make
From beginning till end
Moment after moment is added up to the pile
Of our life’s mystery
Getting heavier and heavier
Under the burdens of our existence
Time is irrelevant
Past, Present Future live side by side
Interwoven in a web of our thoughts
Everyone resides here in solitude
Among fears, faults and pain
Everyone owns
A house in the rain

©mywritingtherapy

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