Monday, 30 March 2015

Unfinished poem

One day you will look back
It will be too late
But such is our fate.
Dreams and sand castles in the air
We did it with such flair


In that light green blue landscape
where the only thing that mattered were words
Where money, ambition, and all the worldly problems
Were out of mind, maybe this was just an escape.

In that light green blue landscape
we built a world of our own
A world without time
A world where  I was yours and you were mine

Time did catch us
Reality shook us
We were thrown by the sudden shock
of ambition, inhibhition


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