A lonely traveler walking down the isle of Grethia…
With a stick in his hand, he heads through the dense forest…
A magnifying glass and a notebook is all that he has with him…
He has set sail on a journey to search for the eternal…
Years of drudgery has churned out all his spirit that drove him fast…
Without any hope within he walks past the grassy land to look out for her…
A distant light shows up from the middle of the rainforest…
Sudden wind blows and snatches away the stick from his hand…
Its dark all around…he starts running towards the distant frontiers…
His journey ends when he sees her waiting near the wooden house that they had once built up with months of love…
Diving straight into her lap, he rests in peace…they spend the night gazing at the stars…
Moonlight brightens up the world outside…
Scribbling away their tales to tell…they keep looking at each other….
It starts raining at the wee hour of the night and washes their pain away…
They hear the call of the little child…the little one has been waiting for them to be united forever…
Like a candle in the wind, he comes and enters their world of love…
…and they live happily ever after…
5 comments:
Isn't is wonderful?
Living happuly ever after.
Either that or getting extremely drunk on christmas eve, i find pleasure in little things.
Hey Seeker,
I know you love music a lot, and with a great song always there is always meaningful lyrics. Just wanted to share a song with you thats from my all time fav group Linkin Park. Here goes:
Are you lost,
In your lies?
Do you tell yourself,
I don't realize?
Your crusade's a disguise
Replace freedom with fear,
You trade money for lives.
I'm aware of what you've done.
No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.
I see pain, I see need.
I see liars and thieves,
Abuse power with greed.
I had hope, I believed.
But I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived.
You will pay for what you've done.
No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.
Thieves and hypocrites.
Thieves and hypocrites.
Thieves and hypocrites.
No, no more sorrow.
I've paid for your mistakes.
Your time is borrowed.
Your time has come to be replaced.
Your time has come to be replaced.
Your time has come to be erased.
My day starts with LP and ends with LP. However cheesy it sounds but their songs have been a great source of support in times when everything was falling apart. Isnt it funny that as humans we can't count on each other in times of need but fall back on inanimate objects to give us life.........
hello, nice to know abt you...........interested to know you more...
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the entire blog is gleaming with life and projects the deeper meaning of simple things around...its lovely...keep up the good job...
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