Tuesday, 25 February 2014

Sinking Dawn.

Look,
The sky is blushing pink;
A school girl in her fantasies.
What is it about this goodbye,
That the world turns serene?

Breathe.
The air is so pure.
The golden globe may be sinking,
But its final dance is breathtaking.

Feel.
Bask in the glow of this hope,
As it shines red on your skin;
For tomorrow a new dawn arises.

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Hidden

We are cowards
Words mere walls
Life; a monotony
Eyes dull, heart beat steady.


There are things
And there are things that matter
There's life
And there's life changing events.


Words left unspoken
And ceaseless chatter
You're special
She didn't feel it.


There's a paradise behind it all
And there are tourists who litter
The gates were eternally open
Universe loves irony.


Some words should be felt
Some silence should be heard
But your heart never beats
We are humans.