One fleeting moment

My mind was clouded For a moment my hopes were shrouded. It was as if spirits I consumed, Consumed my own spirit.

Friday, September 16, 2011

Time travels of Faceless Men!

Often than not being in one of the country's most populated city I find myself amongst strangers. I see my self in  a crowd of people whom I do not know, whom i might never see again and most whom i will never even remember. Yet when I look at all of these people these faceless men I see a story, I see happiness and despair, I see success and failures, I see anger and friendship. A whole platter of human emotion is right there in front...