Friday, April 23, 2010

Today time takes a step backwards
past emerges once again for thee
last time it was you on the brink
this time it is me

Silent whisper of an antique voice, I hear
old mirage of a haunted october night, I see
the Ganga tells me a tale today
of life that plunged in it to flee

1 comment:

Eon Heath said...

buddy, i dont know how to express the beauty of these liness....

and i read it at a tym wen i was in a similar mindset...

regards,
The Silhouette...

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