A Number of Things

by Ahmed Ali   Oct 8, 2008


Another road leads to you
Bearing the vision of love so true
Chasing such dreams, wasting my youth
Dangling furiously from the edge of truth

Eidolons make their way to the mind that awaits
Forecasting what could be either love or hate
Grinding words force their way out
Heeding not to the admonitions of don'ts and doubts

Intelligent is the mind that bears no words
Jabberwock thoughts tend to fill the air with absurd
Kembing around the chaos, searching for you
Love is (insert your own interpretation here)
Miles and miles are needed to be run through

Nesting silently in a fortress of solitude
Overridden by ecstatic and rampant moods
Placing bets on what appears to be sound
Quantum of solace cannot be found

Resonance of your smile brightly dims my mind
Sands of your tears quickly aware me blind
Treasures of the deep hold no infinite glory
Untouched lips of yours, tell a different story

Veracious thoughts linger here and about
Wallowing in my world, i am itching to reach out
Xerotic tears are what i feel in each and every node
Yellow are the stars
Zephyrs will carry me to & through your torrent roads

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