in a forest some where a leaf falls slowly
moonlight is reflected from surface of a lake
a new life comes to this world and an old 1 departs and
god or randomness works their brush and paint the spectre called life
i m sitting in a bus wondering one more day and collage is over
and like two drops of rain caught in winds going in opposite directions we will end up probbably in different states or countries
we meet share some life and move on our paths each running our little race pining for money love prestige and a thousand other desires with each breath an asset each heart beat an ally to fulfill our dreams
a child dreamed of finding love and happiness
keep the dream alive
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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