26 December 2010

Poems



Musings on love

The sands of time
I sit upon
The ocean watching
All along
I hold a tear
For beauty's song
The horizon long
My empty heart
Makes me strong
The waiting
Makes it better.

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I have stained You
With the darkness
Of my mind.
But You do not see that,
You always draw aside
The curtain and find
The treasure of my life
Called heart.

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