Saturday, August 25, 2007

Scenery of Loneliness

Silently as a snow falling
On a cold and lonely night
These tears from my eyes are flowing,
Stars above are sympathizing.

Loud as thunders rolling at night
This heart speak of words with might
Of dreams that were made with delight
Caressing us under the moon so bright.

Now the lines are broken.
Tears and words became voices,
Speak of voices unheard by him.
Sweet as a rain on an arid land.

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