the unforgettable cresant moon,
the blemishes on a face,
the questions of an eternity.
she tells me to wait and mind my mind,
my mind is lost,
much above the world,
a world of living demons disguised in white veils.
they blame me for the stars,
stars; eliptical journey laid.
the journey to the end of the universe,
blamed me for eternity thus.
our visions are blurred,
we have fake glasses,
lens with a hole,
hole in the heart made.
she silently sits,
corner she holds dear,
facing the wall; punished.
searching the missing lines on her wrinkled palm.
sisters across time,
time moves ahead yet remains behind,
I run after the time gone by,
while she chases the future.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
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