Friday, August 21, 2009

Angel fo sin.

Pristine lands,pristine minds
Sunny days and green grass
The humming birds fluttered
Flowers bloomed,
The breeze blew
Rains broke into sprays
Lillies bathed in the mist.

I watched out the window,
a misty curtain of fog
hid behind it ,my darling of all
Waited for it to wilt,wither and melt away
The rain it seemed,would never give away





2 comments:

Vidhyaa said...

Is this one about death / separation?

shrecks said...

separation..yes.definitely.