Thursday, May 22, 2008

October Rain

The rain gently touches my face

As I try to finish this phrase

Where is the end of this maze?

Why did you break this vase?

 

Three minutes is all it take

For you to make it all fake

I thought it was for our own sake

But it didn’t flourished like this lake

 

Every time I hear you say

My path changes its way

With your every breath and sway

Touches my soul and makes me play

 

It all started with a fear

Of not being able to hear

These thoughts that has been here

For quite sometime, it’s been a year

 

We never did see it coming

Like a thief in the night who is running

To get everything that’s worth dying

Take me back coz my heart is craving

 

With all this emptiness I’m trying

To somehow, stop all these begging

I deserve to be happy that’s why I’m praying

That someday, I’ll be able to start flying

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