Saturday, 1 March 2014


and in that brief intermittent instant
when our eyes searched each other's souls
I understood when you said  
you've been broken and rebuilt too
the void in your epicenter when you confessed;

"there are seas of words within me,
the unspilt ink of a thousand unwritten stories
and sometimes the waves let me float
But sometimes they drown me."

1 comment:

I would love to hear your opinion, do oblige :3