Your name is marked in its ledger. It will find you, catch you flatfooted. Trap you. Have you. Keep you hostage and not ask for ransom.
This is snake charming – rattlesnake charms the man, lulls and rocks and poisons. It will melt you down never to come back. It will spit out your double – same voice, same freckles, same grey sweater, same trinket on the bunch of keys to your life – to chit-chat weather and news and souvenirs with unsuspecting family on his way from the station.
The game is on. Any day now you may wake up to know that it is today when you will sign your name on the warrant for your annihilation.
I was travelling once again, Hoping I could refrain. With many thoughts in my brain, Travelling all the way to Maine. My thoughts were drawn to the smell of the rain, And that refreshed my brain. Thats when she got
The train leaves the station on a misty night On the train is a lonely soul, leaving behind a life unlived Anticipation grows with hopes of a new life full of love, laughter and hope. As the train comes to
Time provides what the heartbeat hides; measurement and release for its subjects. Time provides us with existence, a temporary installation of measured quantities encapsulated by one quantum. Time will provide insistence of a contract between living things, a state of