Friday, May 20, 2005

A silly poem

maybe when the sun shines blue,
someday,
when the moon shall scorch,
the breeze shall wash away,
and the sea shall dry the land
maybe then I shall find Love,,
underneath some stones , unturned
awaiting me,

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

A very good "silly" poem... with an heavy rock soul. Short and strong at the same time.
I like it :o)
Blueheart

S.L. Corsua said...

Ahh, what is this? *frantic with glee* A poem with a smile? No hint of pathos? Ritesh out in the open; arms, too... hurling soul to the sky, leaving a spatter of white, taking home a piece of the bright and blue? ^_^

Ack. Me being silly. Here. A thousand pardons. (teehee)