Thursday, August 26, 2010

Chandani 11

I feel sane
I feel alive
Is it just smoke?
or i see my past walking by

My thoughts take me to a city
I see faces of my brothers and sisters
and among them my own

The silence is smiling upon me
my spirit is dancing with the moon
Shadows are holding my hand
and taking me in the woods

Reason betrays my fear
and destiny decides
I should

I walk bare feet
on snow, grass and smoke
Crossing the boundaries
of pain, hope and truth

Stars stop looking for me
for it knows it won't find me
I am an enigma,
a miracle unspoken
and pure

1 comment:

immorally.moral said...

ayeee.......tareef karwa lo apni ladki se..