Tear drops on window pane
in a room of a gloomy house
Where the shadows are blind
lies a mortal, eyes wide open
Two pillows and a sheet
and the melancholy of water
tearing the heart of sky
what music to a shattered soul
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Feed the rain
Posted by Gonecase aka. Shutter Singh at 10:17 PM 21 comments
Labels: Poem
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