02 February 2009

Lets....

Pic. Courtesy: Internet


He stood there...waiting at the door..
His hairs ruffled....eyes fixed upon the floor...
Long since had the blood...all drained out of him...
He is desperate to live...a voice in his head cries and screams...

A glint of hope in his eyes...
His dreams to get lost in skies...
Before his body and his soul dies...
No Sympathy...all loves are lies...

He dragged his way...his sight is gone...
No light for him...no dusk....no dawn...
He sadly wept...in silent prayers...
for emancipation from these wistful slayers...

From aged shackles of ageing shame...
Both body and soul..on naked flames..
No you...no me...to be blamed...
Let him Die....lets end this Game!!!!!

0 whispers that i heard....: