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, April 04, 2016
Race
One eye looks at the other To see if He too has tears Smiling brave feeling pained Watching whose hurt steps out
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