Friday, January 9, 2015

Longing

The bitter feeling of regret
For something done
Another another pen's ink run dry

And I realize that she and me
Will most likely never be

Waiting for the first,
Jealous to the last

I give up the game,
I lose
I lose!

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Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...

  • Pen to Paper
    There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
  • The Rain
    The humble drops of water Fall from the furthest reach Onto modern art in the garden: Flushing the angles of the sculpture Of the gum wr...
  • Late
    When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance...