30 august 2012
LOFTY PEAKS
The ashes will come back
in mauve,
in furrowed face of hunger.
I will wait for the clouds
to welcome
the blue flames.
I was the one
to walk on time
and squeeze the truth
for finding the essence of life,
to know the goodness,
of the ills of neighbourhood
via fake creations.
When a gull walks on the grass
I call the sun
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