In the midst of nights,..
in the pleasant falls of October
..
one was dancing with the prostitutes
..
other one was scheduling his dreams
..
when his religion was trying to succeed
..
some one was imagining his defeat
..
As the bell rings
..
the dance gets silenced,
..
and the symbol of victory roars in the air
..
..
6 comments:
wowwwwwwwwwwwww
bhae u r grt poet u inspired me alot wahhhhhh
This one was very touching yet sad :( Great work Fahad!
You write really well :)
typically untypical goes more for you than it does for me :D
Well what i wrote is just what flew in my mind .. as if you think about your past successes.. So i am just typical only :P
okay i'll pretend to understand that :D
Lovely lines.
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