Saturday, December 26, 2009

Yes Sir, its surreal.

Could not understand poems written in a surrealism style. Gave it a try to see whats it about. This is the end result....

His breath was still. Still. So still that the mosquito nearby was getting bored of the lullness.And thus started singing a lullaby. It broke the silence.

In the realm there is meaning. Meaning that leaves you less knowing than before.
And u wish u had never known.

In the deep chasm of reality. There was truth biding away its time. Trying to capture the inglorious destiny of eternity.

The End (Thankfully).