Saturday, 18 October 2008

I'll remember her

There are two worlds. Time keeps taking away the colours of this world to the other. It drains souls colourless till they have nothing left but the unending blackness. Time is death. The ninety two year woman resisted time by her will, till time took the colours of her soul away into the other world. Lost between this world and the other, she could not make up her mind. To stay in the world she lived or follow the promise of the new world. But time. It just toys with you and makes you believe that you have a choice. And then it gets bored and moves on. With you in his sack of emptiness.

1 comment:

Ainara said...

Powerful. Very powerful. And very sad.
And beautiful in an eerie way.
This is poetry.
I really like it.