Monday, November 14, 2011

Remains of a day

What shall I leave behind
remains of old dreams , unanswered questions
or my broken silence


Why stars are so lonely
Is this the distance or fear of attraction
what can one understand when rainbows flutter

Why Gods died so young
couldn't they wait for night to end
or did they got bored with their perfection

What shall I carry with me for the next journey
love , hatred , peace , anger , memories
All the remains of the day

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