Tuesday, December 27, 2011

our lives in an hourglass


Today we are alive
tomorrow we are forgotten
we live by an hourglass
under the veil of full trust
that time is ours and we shall not be dust
that tomorrow is coming just to feed our lust
but the sand is slipping grain by grain
emptying our souls till we are fully drained

Monday, December 5, 2011

long story made short

I take it all into my depth
there's nothing else left to be said
my heart can bear more than I guessed
there is nothing more for me to be felt .

those hazel eyes

I made a promise not to cry
since then my tears are dry
I keep my sadness inside of me
it piles up as much as it can be
I watch in silence
the bloody rays of the wounded sun
I wait in patience
for the starry nights that are yet to come
hazel eyes with locked up tears
eyes didn't cry for too many years