Shivum Sharma

You looked at me As you spoke the words of a red rose, The silence that followed, it cradled, I swallowed, It could embrace it naturally. And then you opened a gate, It led to a path, which Bloomed as we watched into perfect grass And naive I chased

Lost in my own mind, I find you and open door to new roots You'll be there too, won't you! I heard there was gold and I gripped I'd never know that there was more I gripped it all - no one saw! Ayyyy ayyyy awww Tryna reach the sun Let them run run ru