With something drifting and something shifting, the earth still held the sky.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Where it cracked
Not in front of known ones But before strange faces Not with a legacy of blazing trails But with assortments of traces Not in neat, straight flushes But in haphazard aces Not in large, loud, shiny cities Big hearts break in small places
7 comments:
Its beautiful and it rhymes.
Amazing !
it's beautiful ... can i borrow it? wanna mail it to someone. of course .. i will mention that it's yours .. :)
Why are u sitting around writing such lovely poetry for us for FREE?? Makes me feel guilty
Thank you.
Agree with Neo and Serendipity :)
hi all, thank you...and no, this is not for free. I'm hoping that one of you gets very rich soon and sends me four crores out of goodwill.
omni - of course, you can! :-)
Aha!
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