I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Monday, March 23, 2009
I miss you so much
I would curl within
The day you leave
Like a leaf lost its life
Like a baby in womb
I would die within
The day I don’t feel you
Like life tickled out of me
Like life blood drained
I would look up
Not for stars or god
Like a blind soul searching for color
Like lone hawk flying for food
I would miss you so much
For I shall miss nothing else
Like I never know what’s love
Like I lost when I was about to be blessed
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