Taprobane

Like a flower with war-torn petals,
Where the people live on cold showers and hot nights.
The sound of the wingless birds expelled from corroded cannons,
Will drive your flock away from sight.

To sift through the reddenned grain seems a chore
To lay motionless in a pool of tears is much more than I can bear
I wait head-strong and patiently until the sounds of marching men fade, swallowed by the trees
To rise and take stock, and start all over again.

-Dayaan 21/04/09


I'm still in Sri Lanka, taking in the sights and sounds at a moderate pace, due to my stay being unceremoniously extended. On the whole, I don't really mind, I can't believe that so much time has past already.
For everyone I've left in Dubai, I miss you guys loads :), hopefully I'll be back soon.

Cheers,

It will all be over and here we are

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-Q5t4Q26o0

The silence keeps it easy
Keeps you safe for the moment
As you're walking away
Your footsteps get louder
All you needed was time
But now time will destroy us

It will all be over and here we are
We're stuck inside this salted earth together
You'll pierce my lungs
My limbs go numb
As my colors fade out

You watch me bleed
You watch me bleed

I gave you everything but die with a smile
All you wanted was to live for a while
You took everything but it left you empty
You can't replace me, you can't

It's almost over and here we are
We're stuck inside this salted earth together
You'll pierce my lungs
My limbs go numb
As my colors fade out

You watch me bleed
You watch me bleed

It will all be over and here we are
We'll die inside this salted earth together
You'll pierce my lungs
My limbs go numb
As my colors fade out

You watch me bleed

*sigh* <3

Meanwhile, I can't want to get back to Dubai.