Tuesday, 23 June 2009


I was dreaming about the places
You told me delightedly
Over the distance, a smile
I am trying so hard to keep.

The tower stared at me
Shining a pair of red eye
And stand a pitiful sight
A garden where only shadows
Mimic our tête-à-tête.

It has got carried away
In a piece of sand
Where your secret was written
Get washed away by the sea.

Take refuge, and rains
Smeared the bustling lights
This vague space
blurred everyone to ghostlike
And turning into speckles.

current listening:

Under the Iron Sea - Keane
Track: Hamburg Song

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