Life is a chance to carve your being_____by Souhail Arfaoui
10
avr.
2016
His eyes stare to the heaven, to the time of life, his hope is orphan meaningless and gone away. Prisoner inside a room, walls are broken as his dreams, ruined from failure, his face tells a million stories of bars. Heavy time, heavy memories, heavy thoughts awake in her mind, thrown away by the ages of time in the stream of the dead memories. Wheels of time keep turning; ashes of memories come to wash his heart with tears in the night, in the morning, he wakes up and look up to dreams filling his hearts and thoughts. Tears on wrinkles at night and high hopes at morning. She never forget that moment,...