Faint Muse..
The naked sky looks at me,
cryin in despair-
when I look up.
Lost the star spangle;
hence groping thro the dark,
drifting along the uncharted roads
-not by foot,but by gut.
Bubbly bubbled,
laughter stifled, treading along-
grappling with harsh reality,
searching for the lost ones, and lost life..
Waitin for a resurrection?
I SO hope..
PS: The Muse, a thing of the past,now;
Am fine, live n kicking ,now:)
cryin in despair-
when I look up.
Lost the star spangle;
hence groping thro the dark,
drifting along the uncharted roads
-not by foot,but by gut.
Bubbly bubbled,
laughter stifled, treading along-
grappling with harsh reality,
searching for the lost ones, and lost life..
Waitin for a resurrection?
I SO hope..
PS: The Muse, a thing of the past,now;
Am fine, live n kicking ,now:)