23 July, 2011

those desires

those pictures and smiles,
haunting
magnifying
multiplying 
the emptiness 
the void,
the space
making reality 
just a dream
as good as 
those soundless desires,
that erupt
in the quiet
of the night.

And, the meaning
of life,
of happiness,
washes away
into the aftermath
of the afterlife.




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