16th January 2007
Budaiya
There is a cold draft
wheezing in from my left
Like ice
Too cold to touch
Expressionless
Like stone
Too hard
Unforgiving
Demanding
When one fine day
The ice will melt
The stone will crumble
What is left
is
nothing
but ... cold bruised ego
before you too
disintegrates
into
nothingness
4 comments:
Woops
Hi menezes,
I hope you are not the one sitting in the next cubicle on my left...are you ?
anyway...thks for dropping by...have a nice day...
Cold is amazing
goose pumps are awesome
nothingness sucks
Hi GrayFox,
I think I'd rather have a sunny day ..anytime...!
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