Beading up a reality with background music.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

And she walked, towards and away
Leaving marks of red and mud
Of words and dew

Dast afshaan chalo
Mast-o-raqsaan chalo

She walked stones and glasses
Leaving marks of  petals and glitter
Of hopes and dreams

Khaak barsar chalo
Khoon ba-daaman chalo


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