Walking alone,
across this desert of snow.
Alone,
with my burden of life.
In tears,
I am.
Tears drop
And they freeze.
My feet bleeds
cut by my frozen tears.
Snow turns red,
revealing my trail.
I walk ahead.
I never look back..
But I still hope, someday,
someone, will come, seeing my trail!
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
2 comments:
hmmm a really serious one here.. nice, descriptions are nice.. i cud imagine as i read.. vividly..
wow last line takes the cake hands down.
:)
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