I would just like to share my life's pages hoping that people will somehow understand me at least in POETRY. |
When I look at the horizon
I see not a line but a question...
When I look at the horizon
I could no longer see a line or a question...
Oh I thought
I have removed thee in me...
Every day the Horizon patiently waits
For the Sun's loving-gentle embrace...
The rain comes after the heat
It sucks the moisture of the earth...
At last the dots have been connected
The unspoken no longer rehearsed...
Friendship is Trust's little sister. |