It sounded as if thousand cornu’s went up in air at the same time, but it was the train shouting the morning alarm. The couple rose to the thundering sound. The beauty of nature was elevated by the Sun as he was slowly emerging from his shroud. A perfect dawn it was, as it had spread a wave of calm and an assurance of warmth all over the train. The glass Windows acted like prisms diverging all the rays displaying different shades of white in the halos and converging all the beauties that nature had concealed to display under brightness.
Archive for December, 2007
GYPSY RIDERS
Posted in short story, tagged music, romance on December 21, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The Retrospection – A Childhood’s End
Posted in Ramble on, tagged agony, childhood, pain, sadism on December 14, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The sounds weren’t from a place too far away, but
I stood like a deaf man who could hear, but couldn’t forbid the evil.
When this deaf man cried there was no one to say words that comforted his ears
The floor was filled with the flow of Carmine fluid
I stood like a blind man who could see, but couldn’t tame the devil.
When this blind man cried there was no one to wipe his tears.
The Retrospection- Ramblings of a dying man
Posted in Ramble on on December 7, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Look up to those skies, heaven is waiting for you.Look down to the river, your ashes it gulps.Look back in time, you cannot look further.
A cracking sound provoked my dormant thoughts as it was the mirror that crashed hard on to the ground. I picked up a shard which reminded me of my past which [...]
