Wednesday, July 18, 2007


NEW BEGINNING


The fragrance of the flower

lying crushed between my hands

cruising on all highs

wrapped in a blanket of chill

aiming to touch the sky

wen 6 feet under i lie

the dreams that blossomed

admist the muffled air

a grip of a hand

im drowning all alone

the innocence of a new born child

wicked games im here to play

wen its all over

then why beg to reincarnte?

holding on to a painted smile

wen pieces of my heart i gather

searching for a ray of hope

darkness i refuse to let go

fearing to take a step

the past crashes through

a single tear kisses the cheeks

my hand outstreched in the rain of griefs

a symphony to dance to

wen the ground beneath i cant feel

blinded by the light

the truth shines bright

the insanity that prevails

makes you realise

its only the end that marks a

NEW BEGINNING