Friday, May 13, 2011

Colliders

The lonely hallway waits,
The two loves exchange embrace.

Upon a trail of sparkled stars,
A distance which we once called ours,
And so it's gone away.

A hello that unravelled,
Into hopeless romance and glittering eyes,
We dreamt of a land becoming our own escape.

And no one else can reach us in our sand castled towns,
These streets are ours to sweep.

Each grain marks the defeat,
of the heart I long to keep.

1 comment:

Reza Mahani said...

Very effective pictures you have painted with your words, I like this poem

the truth about freedom

The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...