Sunday 9 September 2012

fill me up!


A space filled with nothingness, is what i am
For a painter i am a nice white canvas
For a writer a sheet of paper
For a musician, silence
I am indeed nothing....
Fill me with your thoughts, paint me with your desires
Sway me to your melodies
Pour yourself into me like raindrops on parched fields
Think not about what you fill me with
For i am the secret keeper of the world
Pray don’t immerse me in all rosy for i am not a child
It’s as much night as it is day,
Cause i know all that glitters is not gold
I am nothing but your half filled mind...

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