All starts before the sunrise,
Craving to sleep, reach work for a price,
tied with a rope we are,
all day seems a age to come
When the evening enters water
"wish to go home", I mutter
the trees feel nothing,
the air is not in pain,
strange streetlights are not a cry.
reaching home in belief
boy! does darkness bring relief!!
-- bugged with traveling 4hrs a day:(
-Wednesday, May 03, 2006 12:05 PM
3 comments:
U r missing the blue sky or the green trees ;)
Hello... trees are BROWN in colour
But i am referin to the green ones ;-)
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