Random thoughts crosses my mind
Halt I say .. with a sigh
Falter I stand still…
Cold breezes out for a kill..
Looking at the conspiracies of nature
I gather the pebbles and leap forward
Irresistible desires out for a prowl
Let it flow… I say with a howl !
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Surviving By Fate
Periods of transition
In remembrance..
Of each moment that passes
Like empty glasses …
What is pseudo.. what is fake..
For heaven’s sake…
Skeletons of experience..
In transience..
A state of haste..
Surviving … by.. fate !
In remembrance..
Of each moment that passes
Like empty glasses …
What is pseudo.. what is fake..
For heaven’s sake…
Skeletons of experience..
In transience..
A state of haste..
Surviving … by.. fate !
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