Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Eyes are the Windows of the Soul

I shot this kid sitting on a cart of a sandal procession, I told him in a language of serene silence Hum Sab Ek he looked back at me tearing my essence of life to shreds answering back Hum Sab Fake..

Eyes are the widows of the soul
wide awake
man gods one and only mistake
his thirst god could not slake
a foundation built
on a fading flake
man born
as god in a cradle
crucified on a stake
a garden of eden
man lost to a snake
man in a world of reality
the only thing fake
man gods one and only
heartbreak

to sadaf khan

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