Monday, December 20, 2010

across a life

i may never learn
the language you speak
i can only feel
the anguish
or the joys
you express, with a shriek
or a calm
drowned in silence

i may never set foot
on the soil
where you grew
your scars and some
false dreams
where you planted
your first kiss
under a lush tree,
when it lived

but we have one
same sky that blankets
a cold night
and same stars
that light a lost path
in midnight hues
when petals fall in twilight
or leaves grow in dews

if you wish
in your slumber, come
near, sometimes
it's warmer on this side

1 comment:

  1. Now that I come to know
    THE MEANINGS BEFORE THE MEANINGS
    I find all laguage now is redundant.

    Only the whispers of Petals in twilight
    Matters.

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