I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Poison
A cup of lethal poison Promises lovely horizon Spreading in deathly silence Searing smooth solace Asking heart to go dumb Brain already gone numb Freedom so swift and cheap Loyalty is so mean and naïve
(Without you beside me… I seek the pleasure of life no more. I miss you baby…)
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