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Tuesday, January 02, 2007

with or without

with given grace follow your bliss.
with or without truth, in rooms with restricted light - there is slow and dark movement without definition.
they are desires to burn the very ground you walk on, and sing without sound.
we all wanted something from nothing, so we chased after it - like the wind through empty streets, empty play grounds with empty hearts.
history repeats itself in only two numbers, starting at 1 ending at 0.
in red she sits and stares, smiles? no she's lost. in the dim light, the candle light there are stares from every corner of the room. soon flash throws off all balance of silence.

where were we again?

how the starry night lost its echo, how the sound of metropolis got so loud to bear? no one knows. floating embers fell in rainbow colors, they fell and hit the ground. they lost their innocence to black. they lost. it was not their fault.
blame it on the girls..
in white that dance
in perfect rhythm
content
in sadness that is grey with blank stares
lips are parched and words are not heard
brown hair in loose curls and autumn leaves
fallen
where is your compassion?

baarish tumharey haath pe girti rahi
magar iss raat kai andheray main roshni khamosh hai
baarish tumharey haath pe girti rahi
aur hum khamoshi se chaltey rahey
baarish tumharey haath pe girti rahi
aur lakeeron mein samati rahi

they hum and spin in circles.

natasha took a picture at 2:33 PM | walking around in circles (0)

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