Just words

Just words

Monday, June 6, 2011

An Eye Imprisoned

An eye imprisoned in a corner
Of ignorance
Of darkness
Of a hopeful moment
Of joy transient
Of moonrise
Of sunset
Of childhood
Of a room
Of a red room
Of the sky
Of a street.
Blank and Black.
Mysterious and Myriad.
Dangerous yet Dreamy.
With Dreams that remain unspoken.

1 comment:

  1. "Of a red room ,Of the sky" ...

    where clouds have spoken for years onwards,
    spoken of truths, lies,
    And of freedom thrice..

    [i can always pick up where you leave] . heh. :)

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