Sunday, March 22, 2009

It is a burning day,

Loose are all the cannons,buring day

Digging home are all homeless,

Hell is rising, evil starts its reign,

It is a burning day,

I am counting my pearls and gold,

In hours it will be night,

Whose pearls whose gold,

Evil shadow all even in dark,

It is a burning day,

I can see it is raining on one tree,

It is hope,grass of belief around,

I stood in its shade,

It was raining on when,

It is a burning day,

I lay down here,

facing for night with confidence…..

 

It is left incomplete for all you denizens!!

1 comments:

west said...

I use now window writer....

so you all can switch on..

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