Wednesday, February 28, 2007

That telephone rang no more…

Heard once more
Those words of the farthest kind

Ringing in my mind
Still lingering around

In Your words
Was an angry face

Those fiery eyes
Bring my thoughts to a stand still

That we met on a ride to nowhere
With no wings to fly…


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The screaming sun is just a Dream...


Walking back down a sleazy dream

Waking in a life I thought I knew


Fast and furious the faces spun

Tweaking and creaking like my notes unsung


For company, had words that transcend time …

… Firing salvos till they end in time…


And minds sitting pretty upon a pile of trials

Dreaming what is wrong on either sides…


One after the other…

…they all though disappear…


Trying to run from these flares

That seem to light up the darkest of my fears


I Walk back down that sleazy dream yet again

And Wake up in a life I knew that never was…

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