Friday, October 28, 2005

I Dont Know

I
Don’t know
When this…
What magic, happened?
From a poem
Made a poet,
Neither the thoughts knows,
Nor the heart knows,
Why this, my love
Was made for you.
Words wonder like the flies,
Or the stars above us,
Which do twinkle and spark,
To shine the hidden world,
From you which I hide.
To show my art, I created,
A new world for only you.
To be in this minds depth
And to lose all your conscious,
To feel this heart beat, its
Last breathe for you, I create.

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