Monday, October 11, 2010


The wind hums the melody of surreal
In the amidst of reality and denial I stand
For it was hard to explain what is there inside
The wind continues with its wonders of sound
Pieces of old images forming its own pattern
Creating path of differences from one another like a maze with no end
For it was you who suddenly caught up in the tangle of my mind
I intend not to let it flown away by the humming of the wind
Though how hard it gets, how strong it blows, how cold it is
It stays

Ps: VB

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