Tuesday 29 May 2012


MAYBE SOME OTHER TIME 
I've the news to break up dream, 
however, no complaints to life,
mirror was probably not 
sustainable, shattered
all hopes,so what, 
again I'll call 
the bliss,
that's not the edge of earth, there's 
a world overseas, ahead the
horizon! close to the
sky, the desire
to touch 
again,
the passion is nomadic, anywhere
doesn't wait a moment, it 
emerged from  the
turmoil waves 
and 
changed into the clouds, one side is
the arid environs, comprehensive ! 
other side existed the world 
of heart, I've to pour 
the emotion,
over the 
rain shadow terrain, a centuries old 
thirst calls me; again and again,
sometime later, maybe I
would be near you, 
to collect the 
scattered
pieces of dream, for that moment 
just wait - - -    

The Woods In The Spring