Sunday, June 04, 2006
In a restless world like this is,feelings which were once there
was now faded
shld i sulk or
shld i rejoice in bitter tears?
hear my distress.hear my tears.
tell me my friend.
tell me i should leave.
so that i could relinquish in the slient of the night
with no regrets.
until the sun rise
then i shall be risen again
and spread my wings proudly in the warmth of the sun
but my only trepidation is when will the sun
shine brightly in the cool of the breeze
and guide me to the new horizon?
so save me my fellow coterie.
im reaching out my trembling hands
or else im going to slip and be
engulfed in this pit full of nefarious firethat incinerate hearts of all souls it frisked.- Wicked
4th june
I need inspiration.Not just another negotiation
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