Tuesday, April 14, 2009


Today everything is lost coz I am lost
Want to go back at any cost
Is that my destination or is this my destiny?
One against all, a one person mutiny,
The past beckons me to visit again
I feel like I am missing the last train
They say the future is pre-written in the notebook of life
But all I see ahead is strife and strife and strife
I hear voices in the wind as it blows through the chimes
The red hearts dangling and bleeding hurt by unknown crimes
The stars twinkle in the false sky
The flute outside voices my hearts’s cry.

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