Crossing miles
disappeared in hollows
All histories remains in debris
Except marks and stains, nothing was left for recollect
One by one all my egoistic leaves shuddered like a summer tree
Oh, my Soul Ruler come like a monsoon in this drastic desert like life

lgyslaine
March 15, 2013 at 4:00 pm
I like
advocatemmmohan
March 15, 2013 at 4:05 pm
thank u very much