Randomness rules aint it?
a long beautiful walk , a passage of nostalgia and the strange whistle of an insect nearly unheard due to the whistle of the passing train. Ice cream and friends. Photographs , here and there. A compliment. a fight. or two. Zoology and printing. Catching up. Wonderful books that take you to 15th century.
my yesterday.
whats up for today?
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
The new unknown
The skies beckon
Its freedom's call
An excitement
An exhilaration of the unknown
An escape of ways
From the dreary old
So beautifully new
An exhilaration of the unknown
An unchecked fall
Disfigured melody
Unrhymed walk
An exhilaration of the unknown
it is but the journey to the odd.
Its freedom's call
An excitement
An exhilaration of the unknown
An escape of ways
From the dreary old
So beautifully new
An exhilaration of the unknown
An unchecked fall
Disfigured melody
Unrhymed walk
An exhilaration of the unknown
it is but the journey to the odd.
scars
The trumpet call
shatters the cold dark night
as the shots of life and death ring
Loudly, sharp and a crack
a life. a story . lost
Circles continue
as life itself ceases
Paradise stained- Red!
as the clouds of despair loom
The noise of silence echoes
the battle scars- Forever.
some vague poem for cul week two years back.
shatters the cold dark night
as the shots of life and death ring
Loudly, sharp and a crack
a life. a story . lost
Circles continue
as life itself ceases
Paradise stained- Red!
as the clouds of despair loom
The noise of silence echoes
the battle scars- Forever.
some vague poem for cul week two years back.
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