Monday, January 11, 2010

gloom

in a world of fantasy
comes a reality
where fairies become ghosts
and sheep turn to goats;
time drags day into night
moon drops long lost kites;
clocks tick counterwise
and gentlemen turn to mice;
the lions’s roar becomes a mew
teardrops falling into dew;
the stars twinkle with rust
as leaves and flowers turn to dust;
what a gloomy world, saddest as blue
without a heart, without you.

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