Thursday, December 01, 2011

Closed Doors

Closed doors Oh, The night is going mad And the last breathe of few sparrows Can be heard Departing Look at that window Of grey thoughts Look at that aging frame Time had come Quicker than expected Knocking at deserted hearts How easy to remember How hard is to forget Time has come back And stars fall One by one There is a lake of words But it is hard In a mad night To find oars of the time Last sparrows are saying Their last song And time is still knocking on Deserted hearts It is just a mad night Just A night is mad


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