Farewell, Bangalore

When the plane was soaring higher into the sky,

I looked down from the window,

below were so many star-like lights decorating the whole Bangalore city.

I was searching something from it,

maybe your home.

As the lights died away,

I said goodbye to my Bangalore silently, and you.

posted @ 2012-04-11 15:30  无知者云  阅读(156)  评论(0编辑  收藏  举报