Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Cloud

Broken bowl
Floating cloud in a floating world
Night after night
The bite and the whisper
Of long gone lovers

Broken bones
Sweating too many dreams
My rotten mouth
Drinking
From an empty cup

1 Comments:

Blogger anu said...

I like this poem. I can relate to it. Thank you

8:14 PM  

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