Wednesday, August 12, 2009

i am tom hanks continued





the world is
black

i thought a star
squinted

imagination,
perhaps.


the world is
blind
to hopeless
tears

and so too
my sight
disappeared
with the sun

but

i can feel
the cross
road
beneath

posted by SuperDha at 11:12 pm

1 Comments:

Blogger Ilia said...

The crossroad-
but illusion
since,
in every chapter
of our journey-
from crawling
to our adult steps...
its all the same:
the ink, the quill,
the yellowed
pages
with faded coffee stains.
the writer and the character
alike
complete trajectory
of stars.

Choice - an illusion.
for when we at the crossroad stand
it is too late.
The choice to be here made.

1:29 am, August 15, 2009  

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