Wednesday 8 January 2014

On that day!

08 JANUARY 2014, 12:42
My writing bled
Ink stained pages
Lay scattered on my desk
Trapped in their cages
The heady words grew restless
The fortunates crawled
Towards the faithful boundaries Steady sentries guarding Treacherous lyrics
Scant remain the dreams in ink
All because on that day
My writing bled.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...