Wednesday 11 January 2012

A TOAST

Give me a toast, a toast of life,
Life which is not empty,
Empty of love and pain!!
Pain is a tranquilizer. It makes me stable and tells me not be so happy coz nothing stays forever.
Love is a wind which blows like a storm and sometimes like a breeze telling me that I'm not the slave of money but of love  no matter how much i deny it.
Sometimes things seems to be so clear to get, paths become vivid, emotions so intense that every muscle gets ready for it but suddenly the wind stops and what is left is a DESERT WITH A DREAM OF RAIN. The coldness of blues freezes every muscle of yours, numbs your senses and the paths once so vivid are covered with a dense mist. Everything freezes and you have nothing left except a prayer, the hope , that spring will follow winters. Everyday is like lying in your death bed, constantly praying for the sunshine, the warmth.
You don't lose hope and surviving the torture of blues, you still wait to see that ray coming for you and every day you die thousand times with a hope of reliving those vivid paths, those intense emotions, GETTING READY FOR LIFE!! 

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