Sunday, January 30, 2011

Breaking The Ice

You sit inside the sounds
Looking out at the sky.
I sit inside the silence
Looking out at the ocean.
You speak not, the silence might break
I speak not, the sounds may be awake.
Finally, with a crack
The ice breaks
And the quintessential rules
Yellow, moribound, fake.
Now I sit inside the sounds
The sky is the limit
Now you sit inside the silence
The ocean looks blue.

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful words but it seems a little forced...let go next time and expand your horizons.

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  2. ghyama laglo!! specially last duto line....

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