The…timeless Surf...0605-2010

I wish my flowing tears; stood witness, to a crashing loneliness, in this cess. O'had we not made a forsaken start, and none had bet for a broken heart. Hopes, heart, dashed to bits on distant isles, to impassable barriers of a million miles. The armada's hopeless tryst with far-off rifts, stands alone, cluthing, fistful sands, as it drifts. Lost to anguish, hurting wistful desires, ambers doused afore the raging fires. I wish those memories; would just wash, spare me the pain and enduring splosh. Heaven intercede, to completely erase, the mindless waves, sadness and craze. Original 06 0510 buraydah-ksa