Wednesday, April 18, 2007

. . i HaVe WrOtE sOmEtHiNg, pLeAsE ReAd!!

NOW THAT I AM AWAKENED

Freely interrupted,
Suffocated by time
Distance walking by me
Divided colors engaging
as I speak.


Hunted by past
Convicted to my present
Clearance of my future
Much like as a dying folklore.


Sadness and fondness
I die plainly innocent
Falling back to heaven’s arm
Farewell to my crying land.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

WeLcOmE PiPoL

i Am iNvItInG yOu aLL tO mY sIte!

My Shelf


About Me

In vacuous night I look at the sky. Vexes my faith, boiling of my senses. I scold to myself what mistake I have prevail, the saddest rite of my love, melted into pieces.