
Paint a picture with sallow images
draw a sketch in black and grey
become the fortune of your destiny
let things become
be what they may......
Dream the path of broken images
realise the ways of father Time
think you what you want it doesn't matter
the truth be told...these thoughts are mine...
And at the end, when you discover
the things you never got to do
remember then, that life is haunted
by the memories that fade from you
And when you reach to touch the burden
with aged hands and loss of mind
again you'll wait for bitter moments
lying etched in broken shards..
..to find!