Standing on the edge
browsing my past
the blurred faces
are like grey smoke
of the chimney.
As i gaze ..I feel
I stand
in middle of nowhere.
Time whirling away
everything but memories.....
I'm just watching
the sun go down ..
hues filling the ambience
with radiance.
Darkness hugs
silhouette of lovers ..
their sighs filing the air
just like a vibrant canvas!
Here my present
kills my soul,
with small strokes
inflicted by destiny
leaves me a lonerself..
My breathe as cold as icicle
pierce my heart
that tunes a sad song!
Yet it will be my path
of ebbing away my
frozen pain.....
I live knowing
of not being able to
fight more...
a sentence
written for some time
beyond fate
beyond myself,
beyond tomorrow ...
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