Monday, July 20, 2009


Sleepless, i think of the times gone by,
Sober, a little sad, silent i lie.
A grey evening and a black dawn,
Bright stars and a shadow reborn.
Bleak under the shadow, the world is wan,
Strong and supple is the fortified man,
Because slain and bleeding though they lie,
They still live on and refuse to die!

1 comment:

The Cynic said...

now, this is something i really really loved. this is why i put up with you, if i may say so..