i flew on the wings
of those stupid things
that some people call dreams
and i was icarus reborn
scarred beyond recognition
scorched by reality
but i'm not dead yet
the monster will rise again
in its thousand-headed splendor
i'll dream and i'll die
i'll fly and i'll fall
i'll cry and i'll crawl
till perhaps the day
an infinity will end
my dreams will be dead
4 comments:
again morbid thoughts .. professors paddling your bottom too often?
@ramesh
how i wish they did [:P]!!
loved it :) !
@mayank
:)
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