Pink Rain
February 15, 2009 · Filed Under Works
The sun’s been rising over my window
Marching footsteps and those train wrecks
It’s anger and bitter that they shower
People walking with a purpose
Violence in the Lord’s name
There stands a lady
Lovely and radient, holding her pink love
She says the world will change
One tiny bit at a time
I walk along one way
Screaming what feel’s right
Voices surround me
As grey pours down
Sea swimming in mellow colours
As anger melts down
The world far from perfect
It struggles, still insane
Through the rain, I run to the window
The sun’s almost gone
One last look at the mirror
As I wash today’s world off my face
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Amazing Chaitanya…What makes u think so much about life and the world around us?
That comment borders on sarcasm !!!
and I am being optimistic here 