Windswept streets
last drops of rain
shadows under unlit lamps.
Cold creeps
till warmth escapes
darkness abounds
as flickers breathe their last
You lie there
in darkness and cold
thinking of your life
as it passes you by
You still live
but in the past
where nothing changes
yet you try
An outstreched hand
a pale squeal
yet again
its just a dream
Death, it seems
never walked by
last night, you met
but never said goodbye
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4 comments:
aha, welcome back! history se future mein tashreef laayein, jhalak dikhlayein..
Haha!Thanks :) Well still a bit rusty but hopefully i'll update this space more often than not.
its fab, welcome back and keep at it now!
Man the depth of ur emotions is dipping day by day.. too busy w daily chores??
but ya must say u write d best blogs iv ever read.. keep gng at it..wud love 2 read..
Who/wht is d inspiration behind these??
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