Friday, 7 April 2017

The Fugitive in me

I watched these leaves falling 
From the trees we grew together
Were did the heavens sink go
That drained love into my trees
I cant watch  as it goes dry
now I need to go
galloper in me running away
As i am the fugitive
Afraid about the grief to  follow-
And what it could do to mortals
Breaking every inch of me
Leaving to die on a cold breeze night and
Waiting for the mercy of ghosts of pasts

at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

I feel alone!

 I feel alone You cant feel it but i am

  • Dreams on a canvas
    If i could lay my dreams on a canvas So it would be that ,i will For i fear that my dreams may go- Unseen by the world oh mine,  no  no no.....
  • Absurd
    To laugh and to kill to smile and to think malice 'there is enough perfidy to win a war  but are we at war? what is that we ought ...
  • A Teacher
     If you measure the success of a teacher based on how fat the pay cheque is then probably ninety percent of them would fall short . A teache...