Seerat's poems

In the game of Bullets or Roses What would you choose? For its the color red  that fascinates me  And I live to love. Love! to see you lose. 

To whom,  do I sell the stories Of all  of my glories The stories That are  often defied  And then defiled  The glories Of the battles that made me lose the war If the fate decides,then what is it all for?

Learn to breathe , know to suffocate Every gone moment is realised  late Are  these the holy sins of thy kins  or the flaws in my faith's fate