Friday, April 20, 2012

No ashes. No dust

Somethings are without meaning
You'll never understand,
The times have gone for changing
You and I once had.

Some things are yet escapable
I gotta understand,
Flickers and shadows may remain
Of that we once had.

I wish I had never met you
Held the warmth of your hand,
We could have had it all
But it slipped through like sand.

Dipti Agarwal
22/02/2012

2 comments:

midnightblues said...

Love this....but sounds so depressing :( why do we write some of our best stuff in that stage??? You and me both :)

ou phrontis said...

hehe, we are depressing people ;) lol