the morning is fragile
and spontaneous
unknowing to change
shaken by ways of causes
broken to all of us
we will shatter
and fall into
broaden visions
seeing through
the closed eyes
of the unknown thought
that the morning will
bring yet another
horror crisp to brake
another man
to surround you
with a crying dew
to mend and go forth
casting the suns rays
of golden dreams
once more
A contest entry
- Happines is like mercury... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
425 points, ended August 4, 2007, 14 entries
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Comments
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to mend and go forth
casting the suns rays
of golden dreams
once more
Humm I love the immages here ..they are very charming and I can relate them with this life to stir the events of it as well..This is just wonderful..thanks for such a beautiful entry in my contest...
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i think the beginning of your days are quite an advnture...no drudgery here,, bring on the sun
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