28 february 2012

Memoirs of a dead man

There creeps the dark of night,
Ensnaring all that shine so bright.
In the grave of silence still I lay,
And think of the past-old and gray.
Things lost and mistakes made,
Come in flashes as they never fade.
I jaywalk in the alleys of mind,
To look for glory but none I find.
Loves lost have gone so far,
Leaving me alone and with a scar.
Memories from my dreary past,
Come to haunt me finding aghast.
 
Lone silence is now my friend,
Whom I dare to try and rend.


number of comments: 2 | rating: 4 |  more 

Allyce,  

Very intriguing, the words jump off the pages, making you think of the human emotions at play, at there greatest and worse moments. Thanks for sharing

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TOUFIQ UL ALAM,  

thanks a lot... your comment is my inspiration.. I believe the reader keeps a writer alive through the ages... making his work immortal...

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