Thursday, September 16, 2010

HIS SOUL FLINCHES AND...

Like glass, he is so…
Fragile, a whisper can strip
His VERY lost soul

A life upside down
NO escape but death life is
beyond his reach now

Where are his angels?
If only I could plead with
The universe as

As his life melts in
The darkness surrounding him
No sight just stillness

No choice but to be
Mad at the world praying that
It’ll be over soon

For his tomorrow’s
Sun will NEVER come for this
Very lost friend of…

If only I could
See him shine one last time see
His real essence such

Translucent words that
Drips between silent minutes,
His soul flinches and…

tgk ©

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