Thursday, August 9

riding the midnight highways

seems like forever, this winding road leading to the mountains of glorious triumphs.

we sat, along vast savannahs dotting the backyards of our memories.
mornings of emptiness, nights full of life, the pain of existence, remaining immortal in your eyes.
echoes in the wind from faraway land, bringing the reality of future, and awakening our slumber,
when time broken, ticks again directionless.

memories of the past.

[+] im writing again nachi  :P

5 comments:

Nachi said...

I see that. you started this. now we shall have to see this through to the end. :)

Sivanesan Subramaniam said...

game on u puny human!

Jeevan said...

So nice! Good to see u write again... Hope u continue bro :)

Sivanesan Subramaniam said...

@jeevan
thx bro :)

Devilish Angel said...

Good to see ur writings again...