Saturday, April 30, 2011

letter of confession

Dear you , 

I am sorry for committing what's not supposed.

Sorry,I broke the promises I had given to you.

I feel terrible I might not be a good friend to you again,

the very thought pushes me into dark and loneliness

nothing to withdraw because the fault's mine.

I feel like I'm the best loser :
because I'm loosing to you 

Loosing your friendship - because I fell in love with you.

Signed with love , 



                                                                      

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The End

Walking sticks , some ashes and a handful of hopes
clear way out,clear way in.
eight inches down from sight 
five inches down from senses ,
but leave that one for all.
possibility exists somewhere there,
beyond reach
beyond the divine blinds.