A vanished world

by Muran   Mar 9, 2012


I was making a film of life,
In the celluloid of dreams,
The screenplay is my heart,
A perfect rainbow is ready at the horizon,
Sunk with the reddish calash of sunset,
The camera and trolley is ready,
You were frantically running towards me,
A lightning appeared from nowhere,
I saw its hands reaching towards you,
I screamed loud and loud, but it hit you,
A thunder exploded in my brain,
I fell down, doctor diagnosed me,
Alzheimer!

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