Golden fields and rusty skies
Speed against the dusk of my day
Empty stares and thoughts go by
My narrow channeled souvenir
Lengthy trails of never ending time
Allowing me to think
Where is this life taking me ?
I don’t realise night and day
As it all seems to feel the same
Broken bonds and memories
Too plastic as they fade away
Alas I’m done
To see, to feel , to breathe
What’s ahead of u n me !
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 5:34 AM UTC
Golden fields and rusty skies
Speed against the dusk of my day
Empty stares and thoughts go by
My narrow channeled souvenir
Lengthy trails of never ending time
Allowing me to think
Where is this life taking me ?
I don’t realise night and day
As it all seems to feel the same
Broken bonds and memories
Too plastic as they fade away
Alas I’m done
To see, to feel , to breathe
What’s ahead of u n me !
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