Saturday, September 19, 2009


THE LEAF I FALL ON..
THE VEINS I TRACE..
THE SPINE IT PRICKS..
I HAVE NO OTHER WAY TO MOVE ON..

SLOWLY TO THE END..
MAYBE CONVERGE WITH ANOTHER..
A DROP BIG ENOUGH, I SAY..
TO GENTLY FALL OFF..
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3 comments:

  1. WarmSunshineSeptember 19, 2009 at 8:05 PM

    lovely :)

    so glad to see you back :) *hugs*

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  2. VinzSeptember 20, 2009 at 9:36 AM

    nice one

    a mix of sadness and hope...

    :)

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  3. NikitaSeptember 21, 2009 at 11:02 PM

    i dunno why..its must be something related to my language.. or my maturity level...but i just dont understand poetic lines... hey isra please enlighten me with the meaning..

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