A Sense of Touch

...City lights
on a distance
reflect
a melancholic dance
of fireflies drifting 
the streets
Black metallic cases walk
and nobody cares
Fragile as a glass
they talk about tomorrow as 
black clouds embrace 
their dreams and the flowers were 
never tended 
anymore

Emotions are
Were...

And one couldn't stop 
to wish
In my heart I know 
a single touch makes 
a big difference
but reality is
nostalgia
is the calm in 
the air...

Mek
Jan09

Author's Note

Nobody cared to stop...