Crowded city dying souls Central of earth Millions souls crafting their destiny Heart of cities of iron plastic Multitude traffic Lights Dead crowd smile Waving statues of emptiness Stranger within misery of night Priceless heartless so hollow Snatch within our game Silence through the middle of universe Reflection on your supreme Loneliness … Playing game within yourself Void in universe Creators of game Was it your reason to play game………….. Behold children of loneliness Curtain whisper Creation starts to be alive … Listen to the water, bed, pictures They sing in the middle of the night A soft whisper I’m alive this is your last trip! Sit on train Ride this life journey with me Living in this life alive …… Your lips whisper in this Nudity Reveal your hidden secrets begging Sleep on my bed soft whispers Tears and smile welcome to our universe lounge
if this a poem then am dreamin Jul 8 09
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