Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Poem


THE PINHOLE LIGHT
I feel the breeze flowing in the stillness of this pinhole moonlight.
its the sparkle in the eye of my god that lays leisurously in the sky in the midnight.
don't ask me why but i can try the sstaircase of death just to reach the infinity where lies this pinlight, so quite, so cool, so serene!

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