Thursday, April 29, 2010

Last Rustle...

wind sings slowly
full of melancholy
bewitched,
dry leaves follow me,
into oblivion.
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2 comments:

  1. UnknownMay 2, 2010 at 6:29 PM

    i have read this!! :) and im not sorry i did again...it brings that taste of sadness..so well expressed

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  2. opethMay 2, 2010 at 10:38 PM

    thanks a lot rina, forgive me for not keeping up with ur poems...will catch up after exams :)

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