Another season gone
With time, just fleeting along
Sometimes as a lullaby
Sometimes like the birds humming in the dawn
The dew drops dressing the edge
Waiting at the corner of the eye to trickle down
Beholding the beautiful imageries
(Those ever lasting memories)
N listening to the echoes of my favorite song
Not too long back there were some smiles across
N those empty stairs we sat on
Now theres nothing but a barren ground
And emptiness n silence all around
Before the sun sets i wish to go back home
To stay in my solitude all alone
I long to lie in the love of my moms lap
I pray to get those seasons back
The season that has gone
With time, just fleeting along..
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Monday, March 15, 2010
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