Echoes of the Heart

The distant past whishpers across the lonelly valleys echo with fear and distrust It captures the heart And takes it to a ride Their echoes sre heard In that distant past The valleys listen And bow down in honour Their red tears Afraid of wiping them Reality hidden far away Far away in the distant past In heart muscles they align Just above reality When the echoes open their heart We get dismayed Lonesome bewilder our hearts The hearts that soon crumble They soon meet with the ancestors Who in a rude shock wonder How soon and young we join them The echoes remain still Untill the valleys Stop whispering but our hearts are a battlefield Where emotions fight the fight of unending battles untill soon we depart