Tuesday, October 10, 2006

The sandy road fresh with footsteps - a forsaken man.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

The sunlight peeked in through my curtains amidst the hazy morning.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Past.

My memories fade,
far beneath the stains of time,
my hair turns to grey.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Burnt.

The burnt crisps still glows,
amidst numerous snow flakes,
And my fingers numb-ed.

Tears.

The crystals fall free,
glass breaking, leaves falling free,
Salty smell invades.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

The past haunts,
Creeping behind slowly.

One step at a time,
it catches up.