Monday, March 30, 2009


For you

You are end of one road
And the beginning of another
The thought that sails on my sigh
The dream that weaves while I sleep

An extension of my desire
The root of my soaring height
You are my farthest distance
and the shortest route

You wash my world anew
cold winter mornings
Fog & Dew


Kau Kau goes the Crow said...

i just simply love ur poetry..this form of expression is made for u

shazia said...

:) thnx

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