the unfolding world

by Guest on August 22, 2008, 10:28:39 PM
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Cold misery, on foreign soil,
Still like a tree, dripping woes.
Lonely, a wanderer, seeking a heart,
And longing to hum, a nightingale.

Peaceful, a  starless night,
Wishing to have daylight;

Cold misery, on foreign soil,
Never feel the breathing breeze,  
I, a lonesome poet, seeking new love--
A star,long born in the heaven green.


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«Reply #1 on: September 21, 2008, 12:40:16 PM »
nice work
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