A lone dew on the long lost leaf,
Greener than a thousand dusty cactus...
They call my name...yearn my touch,
Whisper in my dreams
"When will you come back to us?"
... A lone tear on the wrinkled cheek...
Brighter than a thousand splendid suns,
A forgotten name, lost in its shame...
Say "ash to earth, we meet again brother"
URMI
1 comments:
a sad overtone... but truth...
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