Thursday, April 4, 2013

The last meeting

And she left him there,
with nothing but loneliness to accompany him,
the tears in his eyes reflecting what he had lost,
the mind too numb to comprehend the situation,
the face a pale shadow of what it used to be,
the legs refusing to move,
the arms stiff from top to bottom,
the soul battered beyond repair,
yet there stood the silhouette,
looking at his life passing him by...

5 comments:

Seththewhizkid said...

Bravo! I wish I could write like that.. Seriously man.. Write more.. Its a request.. :)

Prabhu Pant said...

great lines.. :)

RAN IN JAN said...

very nice lines

amitej kalra said...

thanks guys... :)

Arpit Rastogi said...

Lovely babes.. :)