Reminisce the humble beginning
An old candle lit up on its own
Resilient as ever
To the sun, tethered
October burns bright as gold
Fall back to a simple early hour
Simple yet not close to home
Lost in innocence
Free from bitterness
November is this gray two-tone
Greener days have turned dark
The winter cold sets in on stone
The notes fall into place
Shadows grow without a trace
December is this black monochrome
Empty metaphors and silly cliches
Words and feelings expressed some more
In my mind
A few new lines
This year ends just like before
love the structuring....the last line of each para...im too caught up with the effect of that to notice too much of the rest :P
ReplyDeletehaha..whateverworks man :)
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ReplyDeletePoe's ipod I was listening to. So nice your music is. Wao. Im ipoding after redemption.
(Oh yus, Im still grounded. Bleddy Polsc)
thanks M :)
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