moral is the darkness
thy to follow,
drifting thru a pin hole...
i see me solo...
thirsty eye reopen,
opening a new saga...
thru pin hole night follows...
dream takes over,,,
a life in dream to begin...
few drops to smell,
clinging soul climbing high...
up on the stairs...
body falling behind,
a lil darness to share...
darkenss thru pin hole ,,
started to pour..
moral gets stornger..
healthy its deeds...
soul clebrates...
it proves its living ...sure...!!
see me solo,
ReplyDeletepipes out all the voice
thus a noise is born
thus the world gets to form....gr8 write up friend
keep going
let those hidden words of ur mind see the light of the day, the starsof the night...
give me more to brood on for idle hours...