Posted in Uncategorized

Uproar from the beyond

Casting shadows on the dreams

Looking beyond the brim.

for what can happen will happen

Now, light is filled to the brim

traveling into the dark night,

Raging through the course of time,

Were we always this complex?

Or time has put in a new dime?

Gently the water washes the shore,

From the future comes an uproar,

or being always this silent from start?

or being the end asked to take a new cart?

Has it been us- the creators?

of our past present and future?

For the world will never be the same.

With a dishevelled mind in the game.

For hoops are the rim,

plummeting inside are us.

will we help thus,

or wait for the light to reach the brim?

Advertisements

Author:

A freelancer, hopeless romantic, loves adventure and also an admirer of some lone time with coffee. Can't live without my diary and my phone. A big drum of emotions as I like to call myself, I am cheerful, humorous, and I love dancing. I have a lot of interests from being a hardcore Football enthusiast and a Manchester United fan to Speaking to an audience, sharing something close and revolutionary to me. I love adventure and can't be curtailed under house arrest. Nature, new minds, new surroundings are what I live for.

Thank you :)

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s