When tears of sorrow flow like a river,
When your body dissolves like slippery grains of sand,
When dreams evapourate and blood precipitates,
When the hands on the old rusty chime fall off,
When the church bell does not ring nemore,
When a hungry vulture pecks the flesh off your breaking heart and crying eye-
Then my friend its clear Doomsday is here and strangely I am now numb to fear.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
1st Birthday Poem.
Chocolates and cookies
A huge white birthday cake ,
Ice cream and balloons add to the do ,
That’s what a l’ll ones 1st birthday bash must have for me and for you .
A huge white birthday cake ,
Ice cream and balloons add to the do ,
That’s what a l’ll ones 1st birthday bash must have for me and for you .
Love Lost .
A broken arrow ,
A sunken ship – all signs of a misery trip
Black bangles and muffled cries – All symbols of broken ties,
Rivers of blood and tears of strife – what are they but estrangement rife,
How it happened no one knows,
For like sorrow the winds of grief must blow,
And take with them all signs,
Of a love lost in the sands of time.
A sunken ship – all signs of a misery trip
Black bangles and muffled cries – All symbols of broken ties,
Rivers of blood and tears of strife – what are they but estrangement rife,
How it happened no one knows,
For like sorrow the winds of grief must blow,
And take with them all signs,
Of a love lost in the sands of time.
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