I close my sky in a square 10X10
And get high on the solitude in my veins.
Each of us dwells in our own microcosm
I chose to close it more- upper limit one
While silence within roars, world is a distant hum
Ties either untangle or come undone.
When you wade through the river of sadness
You leave footprints of that pain
I believe I walked out of that madness
When I closed my sky 10X10.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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1 comment:
...beautiful...
can feel the pain.. and sense the optimism too!
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