Wednesday, 31 March 2010

Tales of fortune
none shall I have.
Peace and serenity
all sent to me.
Emotions, not many
tranquility reigns.
Hopes, endeavours
who knows what.
Lies in our mids`t
entrapped in a world
cold and grey.
Someday our future
unfold`s it`s truth.
Until that reckoning
carry on we must.
Back to our saviour
each one of us.
Just as we started
one small grain of dust.

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