I loosened my grip on intellectualism . Faded off mad word searching explaining , justifying the sanity .
I sit here in this 3rd dimension , forgotten , alone yet with so many lives around me.
These polished country speaks in the late hours of night & early hours of morning. I notice that I feel this reality quite often like the sky is crashing down on me. These feelings , I cant put into words. They are ambiguous like art , quick fleeting like birds.
I rolled on through perceived stop sign's in the corner of the roads. They breathe emptiness & whispers in irresistible languages but never fails to give humans a right sign .
sanjay_writesJust because you say hello, Does not mean its the end, Gathers the moss over the rocks, In spite of you leaving you are still my friend. . Just because you say hello now and then, My love for you is still inside, She harbors deep in my soul, My love I need to hide. . Just because you think of me, Thinking of all the times we missed, It was you that said goodbye first, What about all the times in our hearts we kissed? . Threads of love was sewn, You cut the garment up tossed it away, It's still here in my heart, If you ever decided to come my way. . I did not stop loving you, I feel your the same, Where both to old, To play this silly game. .