Saturday, 2 June 2007

Solitude

Want to make peace with life

Traveled through the mystery land

Missing words left me blank

Never found the Promised Land

Reason doesn’t offer anything

Logics fail in thoughts

Hungry soul looking for rain

Drops are precious

Thirst is so high

Shape me my life

Shape me with the innocents of your soul

With the untold stories of future

Never been the same before

Want to make peace with life

1 comment:

sandy said...

Cool hai Mr nosmif
list was grt
keep chilling