Monday, April 14, 2008

plastic life

like the dust covers the shards of glass
ignorance hides the cruel realities

soon the wind blows away the dust
and new wounds appear every other day
on the face of this perfect plastic life..

3 comments:

silent screams said...

hmmm i love how u have written that but as i say again, i wish u diNT have any rzn to do so..
love u kido..
jst keep holding on ok? and do the best on ur part, baki Allah very rehamful haina?

loads of hugs and kisses!

you are a great and brave person! i blv in u bohat ziada!! :)

) (ate said...

That is sooooo true!
I agree with u a 100%.........
and the expression is great kiddo, but like aina said, I wudnt want u to have a reason for actualy riting somthng like this. But on the contrary, I dont think thats possible...for any of us!

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

*sigh*

very touching words....

:-)