Friday, December 21, 2007

Prolific Memorie

Time is sorrow, with no thought to borrow
Time is rain with dried eyes in strain
Watching the world in tame
The people in vain
My thoughts are to blame
Cold and silence is my voice when no one around
Brightness to the future when hope is found
Is it you? …..But I can’t see you.
Today is gray an blue
No work and nothing to do
Drinking on some cold brew
Because…that’s just what I do
And light a cigarette, thinking on my life
One day considered a myth
And sigh to the sky
Another day in time
Moment in mind
while wondering why?
But still I let today pass by….

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

So long ago, awesome