Dry Mirages

Timeless whispers,and thousand desires,
trapped in the bottle of life and thrown into the sea of helplessness,
here i am.....
wonderin where am I going.....
suffocated by the clouds of fire, and cries of the my trapped soul,
I stand soulless...............
the last leaf shall fall and the dust shall cover it,
Someone might even walk over it and enjoy the feeling of autumn
Autumn too, shall pass giving way to the new green leaves
Come spring and life shall start again..........................