Tuesday, November 2, 2010

There's thirst in my eyes

Thirsty eyes 
thirst heaving all within my heart
A sultry summer day, scorches the chest.
Sweltering heat - the mind fails its pace
Lifting the veil from my naked face.
The flowers that brightened the garden
Are parched and blackened
The waterfalls prisoned on the hard rock-bed
On the mountain peak of saddened fate

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