Spirited Away
Winding down on a stuttering ship,Towards the harbor called life.The nomad swayed without a destination,All alone, in the concrete jungle of silence.Along the wave, he submergedInto cosmic dustbin, found GodUnperturbed smoking…
Winding down on a stuttering ship,Towards the harbor called life.The nomad swayed without a destination,All alone, in the concrete jungle of silence.Along the wave, he submergedInto cosmic dustbin, found GodUnperturbed smoking…
If the cloud burst to pave a path For streaming rain and puddles, Will you dance under the symphony To quash the silent stifled teardrops? If I stopped, swallowed and stared …
Feels good to commence writing on blog once again :)