NINE STORIES

Tell me a story, where life is young and time is old
Tell me a story, where passion is for juvenility
and heartbreaks are for men
Tell me a story, where men do slumber
with open eyes and closed heart
Tell me a story, where edifice of kingdoms
are built by the blind
Tell me a story, where creatures exist without
spoken words
Tell me a story, where the skies are free
from the wailing chants of the birds
Tell me a story, where the language of seas
are spoken by men
Tell me a story, where men lives forever,
in the nature of trees, and waves around them
Tell me a story, where you and I are the brain
behind this mystery.




Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2011-02-04 at 15:52

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Bob
Food for thoughts indeed!
2011-02-06