17 November 2011

Crying for the rain..
Clouds withdraw living the sun to shore...
And when it cries for heat..
breeze in the icy wind..
Halting into a  faraway cave..
fiery storm barge into from above..
One awaits for a shelter..
Yet, the head refused to let one in,
as he said, you have grown to be..
and capable of seeking your own shelter to be..
Where has the toe by the bond has gone ..?
Has the wind and storm blew it away when it came..?
Or has the heat melt the icy ties away..?
Yet, it perhaps has evaporated with the sun..
so, how long can it stand alone it all..?
A wonder that has yet to be solve..

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