Friday, 29th of may 2009....
At 3am in the morning...
When all eyes are closing
When all mouth are shut
When the doors of dreams open up
When the sun gets to rest
The winds starts to whisper
Will he make it there?
Will he get to grasp the air?
Will he sit to where he stands?
Will he see to what he glanced?
Will he make the ground to crack?
Will he ever come back......?
Full of sorrows; the night started to gloom
Pearls rushing down, caressing my cheeks
Hopes scribble in my shallow thoughts
Never have been this way before...
I should now stand up
and firming with the path
Knowing the lane that He had laid
Brushes colours to the plains
Blooming all the glooms
Wiping all the weeps
To see the shines behind blinds...
And now I shall awake
To forgone the time
For we'll never be one
But never not the minds to be together...
O my Brother..
Absence do make the hearts grow fonder...