Days and days are passing by and I am at the temple of the nameless praying for my time to come and die
Alone I lived and alone I live like a ghost wondering in a colorless world under colorless sky
Only the time I feel, just counting the days that are passing by
Among my memories of the life I lived I remember when I sailed into the ocean of love
At first every day I spent was like a sweet rainy day at November
Only after I sailed away of the shore I knew the truth and stopped sailing no more
The ocean was red…. not because of love… but because of all the blood that was spilled
Hearts cut open …. Hopes got broken…enough for I need not to remember the days that I thought they are as sweet as the rainy days of November…
No more tears no more scars…. For I live alone in a colorless world under colorless sky
Just like an old ghost …counting the days that passes by….waiting for my day to come
To write the final chapter…just to rest and Die… and May be I will live another day to tell another story
And may be to tell another lie…. For I have nothing to lose I am just a ghost waiting for his time to rest and die…. But time will never stop and always the days will be passing by.
kareem "Kareem" Loyal
- 15 years, 9 months, 11 days ago