Monday, June 1, 2009

MIS...ER...unABLE


Its not me, its you.
Get back, Don't just stare.
Leave me alone,
While I traverse the yellow moon.
Pick up the starts,
And let me end
This story of life and death.
With you that spans the distance;
Shimmering eyes with blue lens.
Its you who freed me high.
Its you who wont let me fly.

2 comments:

Toon Indian said...

nice lines..keep it up!!

Cheryl said...
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