Monday, September 24, 2007

Distorted Meaning

Nay, shall you not be gone in that deep sleep of yours

Where words nor prayers could ring you up

Nay, shall you not be gone in that deep sleep of yours

Where love of mine could never touch your heart



Look…the dreams we together made

Hark! The melodies of voices

The rage of time…

The castles of sand…



Nay, shall you not be gone in that deep sleep of yours

Where words nor prayers could rise you up

Nay shall you not be gone in that deep sleep of yours

Where hugs of mine could never soothe your sorrows



Who shall kiss me those of good nights?

And who shall ere for my door bell ring?

And who shall but you inspire me for a better tomorrow?



Nay, shall you not be gone in that deep sleep of yours

Where words nor prayers could ring you up

Where love of mine could never touch your heart

Where hugs of mine could never soothe your sorrows…

Where words nor prayers could rise you up.

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