Suspended Reality
Somewhere just that inch out of reach
Fragmented thoughts, receding waves on a beach
Images fleeting, from a forgotten dream
Consciousness in a broken stream
Its that music that loops in your head
Or that life you wish you had instead
Disintegrating to take on a different form
Walking home alone in a midnight storm
Fragmented thoughts, receding waves on a beach
Images fleeting, from a forgotten dream
Consciousness in a broken stream
Its that music that loops in your head
Or that life you wish you had instead
Disintegrating to take on a different form
Walking home alone in a midnight storm
posted by Mouli at 8:22 PM
2 Comments:
Haunting ...
Almost reminds me of Kubla Khan...
words are so strong...like silence, can connect - from void to void through void, and make a universe full of meanings...
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