Sunday, November 06, 2005
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Dark Cities II
Dark Cities II
Don’t think you are unique
You are one of us
Orphans of the city
Helpless .. Voiceless
Destined to sadness
When you spill your words
On the deserted roads
They won’t grow
When you color your walls
With thoughts and dreams
They are washed away
Like remnants of old books,
Whose publisher had died
And his orphans
Buried their words
And lost their ways..
In the dark city
YMK
Don’t think you are unique
You are one of us
Orphans of the city
Helpless .. Voiceless
Destined to sadness
When you spill your words
On the deserted roads
They won’t grow
When you color your walls
With thoughts and dreams
They are washed away
Like remnants of old books,
Whose publisher had died
And his orphans
Buried their words
And lost their ways..
In the dark city
YMK
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