Thursday, December 31, 2009

poem 4 nu year


ayo
nu year
brings I back to situations
memories
promises I ave made...

broken wans also
different patterns
images of life
as I knows



in the cipher I unleash primal fear
primal joy
feathers that tickle your soul


your father
your mother

who is U really????????



what's tha purpose of this all????????




remember death.
the temples of gamppula eternally burning
simple people learning

to live
to die

in peace




rememba2respect life!!!!

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