Monday, July 24, 2006

Gone

The leaf of Autum
Lands on a small lake
Showing signs of weakness
And utter pain

I see nothing now
But black all in front of me
I have take my decision
Just to be free

I have confined myself
To the hanging rope of fate
Of where one cannot turn back
To a certain date

Life is a chance for you to take
Life at a glance is nothing but a riddle to contemplate

Remain silent and you will never move
Shout out loud in an open room
There's no one there to listen to you
Turn around like a child, consumed

If life was easier
I would have been more happy
If life was nice
I would have smiled and gleamed

The sun sets down
Romeo is no longer around

And I am.. gone

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