Wednesday, December 16, 2009

a fallen leaf

a fallen leaf,
sicken yellow.
singing prose and lulling rose
asleep on earth's torso
worry-less, penny-less
hanging indifferently to breeze
like wax on the candle
like bubble on the soap
dying tomorrow, dying now
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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 13, 2010 at 11:36 AM

    I think I love you.

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  2. eddiesFebruary 13, 2010 at 9:09 PM

    anonymous fans shadow great "poets". let me take it as a compliment.after all you have the freedom to expression

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  3. Amiya chatterjeeApril 7, 2010 at 3:40 AM

    Check your Nesfield ! Eddie!

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