Me a pauper who hath only innocence...
Innocence and arrogance were friends ...
Once upon a time.....
Arrogance and Innocence smiled together ....
They shared their thoughts once upon a time...
Arrogance displayed his nature many a times...
Innocence was a happy go lucky fellow...
He chose to neglect the rotten part of arrogance....
Innocence extolled the gud in arrogance
As was his name innocence...
Virtue and vice are two sides of the same coin
Innocence plucked
the petals of the best flowers
from his garden in an admiration for the virtues of arrogance...
But for arrogance,
innocence was no one...
beacause he was a pauper..
Innocence was stabbed
with the vice of arrogance....
Into a world void of emotions...
Feelings were abstract for arrogance...
Feelings were all that innocence had for arrogance...
They belonged to different horizon, different world
and wished they were back.....
Moments whereby arrogance held
each and every tear of innocence....
Lost were the moments of laughter ....
In the drizzle of a tear that dropped
down the eyes of innocence.....
A tear is made up of one percent of water
and ninety nine percent of emotions...
Will arrogance ever understand this?
Innocence waits for thy frienship arrogance
beckons you to listen to the rhythm of his heart.....
