Monday, April 6, 2015

The Vanishing

As the stars fade beyond the dawn
Another masterpiece is hand drawn 
With life blossoming all around me
Its colors embraces all that I see
As wind breathes life into the canvass
The clouds add depths in all of us
As we live under a gracious sun
Our heart knows what must be done
As strokes of memories are laid
The brush moves to the music played
But when all is done and beauty is born
It's a picture of time that was adorn
From old pages that has vanished
Like that moment whose stay I wished 



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7:58 am / 6th of April 
Monday / In The Bus

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