Imagine a sight
That of a dying man...
fighting for his last breath before he succumbs to finality..
The last sight...
of one in a car-wreck
or a cancer patient
or someone who’s just had enough and holds a gun to his temple...
Imagine hands...
not that of a poet or artist..
but hands that are wanting, praying and hoping.
Wanting answers but receiving nothing.....
That of a dying man...
fighting for his last breath before he succumbs to finality..
The last sight...
of one in a car-wreck
or a cancer patient
or someone who’s just had enough and holds a gun to his temple...
Imagine hands...
not that of a poet or artist..
but hands that are wanting, praying and hoping.
Wanting answers but receiving nothing.....


1 Comments:
imagine the past... that once haunted you down to the depths of darkness.. now imagine the future, the light, the glow, the laughter, the smiles.... imagine friends, who give you company from the dusk right till the dawn, imagine people, who make you smile for no reason at all...
imagine hands, that ask something and get much more in return, imagine love, imagine exultation.. imagine walking dowm a picturesque lane, imagine dreams, imagine.... imagination...
and then open you eyes and look around.... and see that they are, your reality.
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