A drowning day ahead....... br its mist all over br its fog around br its a bloody dusk br no more a blue eve br some broken words br some blurred memories br echoing around.....getting louder and louder br br first mural of my heart br and last scripture of art br br just a last spark of a weired hope br and every gust makes it die br an imprisoned soul is about to fly br br some torn papers br some silent cries br a dump call br a blank message br but in vain br bcause the drowning day has......