New

New skylines, new¬†places, new laughter lines, new faces And along the dusty road where hundreds of thousands of lives wander, the same old story, same old rusty memory, crawls back up and hugs me.   Should I beg now, can it stop? Would it be different now that I know how it’s called?   New […]

Bubbles

This glass of water in front of me is full of bubbles which then fill my throat with some unfamiliar taste And that unfamiliarity then creeps in to my lungs and spreads all over my being until every inch of my cells suddenly  crave for something that reminds me more of home, more of you.  […]