Wednesday, September 16, 2009

tears


Busy streets surrendered to the darkness
Dreamless nights started to partake
Shadows of longingness
Filtered the hydrolic air.

Walking along the mute alley
Unmindful of the cloudy sky
Tears suddenly rolled...

Beneath her stainless face,
Were the pain she had kept.
Over the years she had wept.
A captive of the past!

The clashing of the gongs,
The trembling of the mountains,
The swooshing of the trees,
Still could not swept,
The acrid taste of life.

But there she goes.
Unmindful of the cloudy sky,
Walking along the mute alley,
Tears still falling...

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