moon died
becz of the knife edge;
love of dawn
me became alone
at dawn
on road
i was a moon sicked man:
last night i drunk lot
and cried fr
that far away moon
that cry
blast the wall.
in between moon light andmy brain
i became epilepic
and forgot the wholee me
in under moonlight showered roof
i spent the
last whole night
on this road
as moon sicked.
i have to go
so iam going
one sigh in my heart
my life become starts
the road
the hills
the green
i knock the door
mom opend;
and cursed..
our ancistors,
ffr this bloody drunkan habbit
i keep
the always pray in my mind
" mom this s nt a bad habit
this s moon sickness"
and go to
one nap
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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