Future

You are three hours away from me Sometimes, a second, forty minutes Or a month or a whole year! Masked, you would not let me see all That you carry Tree barks turn grey with your time But, when I happen to see it It may have become green with life So I tried to… Continue reading Future

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Dawn

Wed, 2 May, 2012 Destiny is a flower A hope unseen Weldin’ up in strength Nev’r to return to its bud. It’s a snail train Pilotin’ thru a rocky terrain On a journ’y of faith A journ’y of the unknown. It’s our tomorrow An expected smile Of persevered tears And a prayerful hug

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