Horizon August 1, 2009

Creative Credits To: WHY http://devoidcreation.wordpress.com/2009/07/04/why/

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Horizon

Does everyone feel lost within their own sound
Does everyone search some hidden ground
Numb to the cold and wet they move on
They learn to live wet and just trudge on
Does everyone feel like this I don’t know?

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NOT everyone feels like this I know
But those who feel would rightly say so
For horizon in front, is finite for so many
Yet only if your eyes could meet its Infinity
You spill your own flavors; you smell your own scents
Your horizon is drawn with colors your palette wets
Drenched in the dye, it draws a path to follow
Rich in truth, not very shallow
The skyline, the sea – the depth of their vacant souls
Their hollowly meeting, their tints full of wallow
Seemingly meaningless, the carvings it creates
Its trail marked behind with purpose that awaits
Enrich your eyes when they reach the horizon
Tune in to decode the plan in devising
There lies a Pinnacle, still in disguising
Cross over to see, there’s a SUN rising
Somewhere along where our sunsets – still surviving
For our sunset suffices, Its Call of Uprising

by Zuellah Huma Ahmed

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