Tried to redeem myself as good as I could…
Wiping off worn off tunes
Letting withered leaves take care of
What was left behind….
The whispers that kept reverberating
Inside the shadows of the mahoganys….
Inside the purple coffin of peace….
Inside the ripples of saltless seas…..
Dry are my eyes today
Playing with sand dunes….
Winds will blow as seasons sway
Footprints on sand can only but refuse….
What had to perish has to….
When belief had to take the shape of but…
A string of lies..
Nevertheless it had to snap
Eddies keep hissing under the night sky
The fire of survival keeps the lamp burning
In the bedouin’s eye..keeping his hut warm
As long as night should stay in the offing
Slated to receive not the warmth
But the heat of the sun with daybreak
Tendons do feel a creaking…
Premonitions of a soulwreck..?
Life ll keep rolling its dice
Chaining to these lungs a scent
Waiting for the next spell of rain
Saving in this heart what memories had to lend…
