Come up, come over, what will ignite you?
A cry that will never be heard or felt, a smile that escapes without feeling or reason, lost in the echoes.
Dreams hovering over horizons yonder, floating in empty spaces.
Lying in the rubble, the dusty corners in a bookshelf, or in the meaningless gathering of lost souls.
Where to find the light? I know not. The search will never frutify. It has never begun and so truly can never end.
The rising tide will ebb and never rise again, forbidden by the law of chances, and the spectacle will always be there to behold and condemn.
Eyes will never open, the sound of silence will never be felt & the wind will cease to beat.
I will be the only witness of me.
2 comments:
Found a friend dude.. u have highlighted certain untold things.. or rather unexplainable . A truely great creation. Things have flown smoothly which are often not seen or rather misinterpretated. Hats off to u bro!!
thanx a ton..tell me something about u..
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