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
Thursday, April 21, 2011
No Pain
There won’t be pain further… Neither hope loiter I won’t dream of love… Neither smile linger Let world go run relentless I go not senile Words tumble in murmurs I refuse to be fragile…
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