Treasure Island

ADITYA NITTOOR

(19/08/1984 / Bangalore)

To the grey


Me and the mist,
we got talking the other day,
about black and white,
about right and wrong,
about the weak and about the strong,
we were both grey and we floated,
aimlessly through space,
we are here this night, today,
tomorrow, we evaporate,
no great epics are written about us,
nothing but metaphors for a better world,
our aimles gravitation to things nameless,
gathers very little ink,
and even lesser pain,
so these words i write to validate,
our existence, our fate,
this is dedicated to me,
and the mist my grey, grey mate.

Submitted: Saturday, June 03, 2006

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