The body shivers...there's something in the wind...
There's a whiff of freshness in the air...Your hands slip into your pockets....
Your eyes move towards heaven...Maybe it's the sea...
You breathe in...smells like satin drenched in a nature's sweetest fragrance....
the city draws itself into the dark clouds' tender caress...
looks like momentary darkness has embraced the garden of joy....
You feel it...feel the breeze drift through your fingers...like the loving grasp of a mother's supple love....the kind of happiness that soothes a bleeding heart....Your soul smiles...it's here....
Hope descends over your glittering eyes...your eyelids flutter away to dusk...
and then....
heaven kisses you....
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Necropolis?
Isn't it strange that in this world of the living dead,
love blooms only on a grave.........
love blooms only on a grave.........
Coming undone...
Whispering along the corridors of solitude
I treasure every beat of my heart.......
Silence alone can rival death
And brightness too can blind you........
A lonely cloud can hide the sun
A single star can bejewel the sky.......
But here I am, trying hard
To strike a friendship with loneliness.......
I treasure every beat of my heart.......
Silence alone can rival death
And brightness too can blind you........
A lonely cloud can hide the sun
A single star can bejewel the sky.......
But here I am, trying hard
To strike a friendship with loneliness.......
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