Monday, August 23, 2010

Reiterating some olden thoughts aloud

Guten Morgen :-)


There rose the Sun.
I still get cold at your thought.
Cold is not the dawn.
No warmth in the air though.

Thoughts are gushing.
Heart is numb.
Blood is hiemal.......
Eyes say.....
It was no feeling at all.

With us having nothing to hold......
All in memories.......
Nothing has same fervor like that anymore.........
Having walked and treaded pathways,
Still beneath our own heaven,
Still walking.....
Enamored by our trances,
Falling apart in tranches......


Surmising that, it was no feeling afterall....no feeling at all......

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