Saturday, August 26, 2006

My Troubled Sunrise.

My thoughts are all garbled.
Its a constant noise.
I need you beside me.
But I have silenced my voice.
You are all that I need.

My Troubled Sunrise.

A vaccuum of a day that sucks me within.
You are the freedom of the winds.
The expanse of the skies.
Can you cure me of my troubles?
I am going insane.
An exhilaration that I need,
In certain ties.

Do you know what I am saying?
May be not.
My thoughts are all garbled.
Its a constant noise.

4 comments:

Tamanna said...

It does take a lot of effort to say all this after u silence all the noise, isn't it?? :)

Lovely..

Anonymous said...

Beautiful!

Anonymous said...

HAPPY HAPPY DEEPAWALI

Tamanna said...

about time u wrote a new post girl..