Getting close and cozy
Water flew down the roadways, and years passed by as the wooing bees across the empty sky… I was moving across the planes of the earth, thinking of the unthinkable… something that I had only dreamt of, something that I had just waited for so long… relentlessly, mercifully thinking the world will shower… the golden dreams will come true, will they? Am I moving?
I am getting close and cozy. No shaking, no staggering, I am so still, so calm. Am I still alive?
2 Comments:
gud start :) keep it up
Getting close & cozy
Nice start. Keep it up.
Things go far & we remain calm.
Just like water never remain in hand.
We can't shape sand without water.
After drying there is no more water.
But sand gets shape. Its the water which is a binder.
Nothing remains in ones hand. Nothing is done by ones hand.
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