StoryA Poem by KhaakiPhoto : Thanks BasitOn the canvas of life, If painted with passion, Marvels never fade... Beneath these trifles is buried, A life of wonders... Look beyond these carnal curtains, Let your sight wander infinite... The world is but a storyteller... A single grain of sand, Is engraved with fables, With tales of sandstorms, Trails of deluded caravans, Of frail dusty travelers... Is not the moon? A mirror to the sun’s radiance... Are not the tides? A figment of the moon’s fury... Every step taken, Stamps on a footprint, On stories drifting into oblivion, Watch your step, Hold your heart, Mine is scattered all around... © 2013 KhaakiFeatured Review
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Added on October 16, 2012Last Updated on July 27, 2013 AuthorKhaakiNew Delhi, , IndiaAboutThese cruel ticks of time, i cannot even curse... As the grayer grew my hair, younger grew my verse... picture courtesy Michal Marcol... freedigitalphotos.net more..Writing
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