Monday, January 14, 2008


Ten cubes of sugar added,
Yet the coffee is still bitter.
"Warmth" is around,
Yet I'm still shivering.
Laughter filled the air,
Yet thorns i feel on my skin.
Conversations filled the room,
Yet silence is what i hear.


The plant grew
Was about to blossom
When someone came to step on it.....

A child is lost
Choking on her tears
Crowds pass her by with the speed of lighting....

Finally some souls noticed
Mockery she invited
Comfort there was none
Coldness in her heart
She could only hide...


 

Signing off at 7:55 PM