skip to main | skip to sidebar
Insignia

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Inevitable

It feels like winter,
even when the sun's tears are on my face.
I want to hold a breath,
but I'm afraid it will get trapped.
Notice I'm drowning ?
Rescue me ?
Please.
Posted by Nishant at 2:56 PM

1 comment:

Udai Kapila said...

Powerful
each word shines with molten expression

August 1, 2008 at 6:11 PM

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Blog Archive

  • ►  2009 (5)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ▼  2008 (46)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (3)
    • ►  October (8)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ▼  July (14)
      • Where ?
      • What ?
      • Long
      • Remember
      • Five Decades
      • Puddles
      • Wax, This Unbreakable.
      • Colourless
      • I can and I know it.
      • Build
      • Inevitable
      • Am I the Distance ?
      • Take Me Nowhere
      • Untold
    • ►  May (5)
    • ►  February (6)
  • ►  2007 (29)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (4)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (4)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (11)

About Me

My photo
Nishant
View my complete profile