tell me what do you think


wisdom

I see night goes through darkness, and the moon dives in silence,
I see life of me just vanish so slowly
Through my fingers there is sand that never talks
They are seconds that twinkles in my calendar with an ash
Spring is my dream over my dead body
Like a tulip that sings in the meadows
In thunders
Tomorrow all the sorrows
Will be real
The fears of my whispers will turn to screams
What can I explain but jokes with bitterness
I m dead ,sure I m going to leave this world
Just give me the chance
To heal my soul
With shot in the head or towards the heart
The bullet is ready ,but my time didn't come
I shall wait slowly as I cut my flesh
With knife of steel
My love is gone
And you are also
And who writes what I feel
Is my regret




Poetry by HUDA
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Written on 2009-07-19 at 00:32

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