Here she stays awake
untouched, unseen
she weeps, it counts
Oh bad, that’s sad
she hears the clock
ticking twelfth hour
for his hour has come
to wave his arms,
and fall from the gallows pole
when the moon fades away
while the clouds cover its ray
he’ll be away, she will be alone
17 comments:
Awesome one dude!!!!
Keep them coming
BHupesh
great one
reminds me of the lines i once wrote duh in hindi...
bahut sambhaal kar rakhi hain teri yaadein...
wo pal.. wo lamhe...
pyasi aankhen tarasta hua mann...
aaj bhi rula jati hai mere dil ko...
teri har baat...
wo aakhri mulaquat!!
great one...
keep govin!!
Megha
oh my! that picture, those words... as if you've had a nightmare and never wake
awesome bro!!! really nice :) wonderful design as well :)
Bhupesh
Thank you bro :)
Sorcerer
Thank you :)
Megha
Sweet lines there... Like i said in the earlier post, you think too deep and it's the best about a true artist. Cheers!
Kay
thanx :) i like this picture a lot... yeah! it's like a nightmare! :)
Mind blowing!!!!
nice blog!!!!!!!
inspired me!!!!!!!!!;)
Sounds like war for him and angst for her. But it still sounds like love....
I love your new blog design!!!! It's really great Sunshine...where's the Sunshine in this dark place? Hmmm...just outside the front door. Thought you fooled everyone huh? Not me, Sweetpea!
*$p@Rsh!t@*
Thank You :)
hehe :) Sweets i didn't fool anyone... glad that you could find the sunshine just outside the front door :) Well, it's about love, anguish, war...
Ha, I knew it! Anyways, great work from my fav author!!! As usual! :)
>Hugs< :)
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