Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Oval Thoughts

shall sit 
quiet as walls
at the study room
pen listening to heart
beats of many a wander
plus the darkened lines shown
projecting future like a solid pill
and the meditations of cure adapt
until the silent and powerful coal
burns me the greed and the sin
by some fearsome deal
thus those cold feel
from our mind
needs witty
you