A soft breeze flows over the greens and the earth is calmed, A small chirp and a smile is spawned upon these pursed lips, The grass dances on the soul of dead, a small tear falling from the inifinite The greys above stir and the man shifts, fear and glee "Where did the fear come from?" soul asked the man. "What are you afraid of?" "Freedom, acceptance, solidity, self", man replied, with no words The greens danced again, and the soul smiled. The man listened and the sky cleared.
About me
- Saumitra
- This is about me. About what I feel or don't feel about things, events, people. This is about revelations, epiphanies, evil ideas, changing the world, not giving a damn about the world, changing myself, not caring about anyone and caring about all; its about being in constant search, yet never finding it. Its about love and hate. About silence and chaos and all the lies between. UnspokenBlabber is about nothing but my thoughts. So don't worry about yours' 'coz they never mattered anyway.
