Saturday, February 16, 2008

Gladiator

To Dhimoy Da

Consciencs in the coma
its getting worse.
Thoughts getting strayed
is it unforgiven curse!
Fabricated dreams, sustained violence
Cold blood, vague visions;
Shadows of old sins...
Show the Sun to me,
show me the green grass..
smoke in the house,
shall I break down the glass...
I have surrendered,
I have taken the disease.
Nightmares getting darker,
help me rest in peace.

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