Nik's blog

I saw her

A soul detached from a tired being

In the twilight of the grove

It was a happy first rainy day in autumn

When migratory birds started their last summer flight

A whisper of laughter blows in the plain

And sings a song

Welcome to the autumn of a thousand shades

Awhile further. somewhere in your past.

your wishes are asleep 

Probe and Probe your inward 

the phantom embrace in which you found the peace 

in The tears you dropped to your bedside in your nightmares. 

away and away somewhere in your nearest dreams ..