Friday, June 25, 2010
Storm
The sky darkens…
As, the dust get wings
And, I watch alone…
Suddenly, invisible in the dust of the world
I stretch my arms…
Wishing I could ride on its back
Lost amongst our existence…
Running back to anthills
Time refuses to stand still or pass on…
As, the first drops hit my eyelids…
The lightning threatens
And, the sky seems dangerous…
Everyone runs for shelter…
I try to join them…yet…
I stand crazy…calm…
In your arms again
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4 comments:
i love it. brilliant job. you can express your emotions so successfully :) keep it up!
Damn good
well done
well done!
Lazarus Lupin
http://strangespanner.blogspot.com/
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great work..........very very vivid...very naturally picturesque....
"Everyone runs for shelter…
I try to join them…yet…
I stand crazy…calm…
In your arms again" Its never sounded morenatural to be an oddity before the conventional world...It is a nice piece of work and somehow I like it that you made it brief..Keep writing
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