There is this strange, mystic emotion environing around, like a halo it surrounds me... I just wish it means i'm god or one of his angels.. But sadly not... Ah... Grey, dark melancholy... You blossom in my desert... You're the only plant in my courtyard filled with dust and sand, with little swamps of joy, trying to survive the predator..
This is a profound post. It is one of your best. God bless you. Happy Easter.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much... Happy and prosperous Easter to you too...
Deletei would also love to take your opinion on 'i survive' you can find it under 'poems' label... thanks
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