Tuesday 26 May 2009

The clouds of remorse

The clouds of remorse are hovering over my skies;
Leaving my eyes moistened with tears, breathless sighs;
They’ve come by again to sadden me with their showers;
The thundering of its tempests to my mind, empowers

An impulsive emotion instigates me to a drastic step
Maybe the world would miss me, if myself, I give up
But it’s my dreams and hopes that’s to be self-sacrificed
Coz the book of my life is a mere slumber un-awakened

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