Saturday, August 08, 2009

Dead Flowers

What in my heart have I to see
This world in shades of rainbows
Dancing, glittering, when shadows
Of regrets and guilt carpet
This earth of flowers fallen and dead?

P.S.: This came back to me, from days I trampled on white flowers while running through the undergrowth at MacRitche, as rays poured through the green canopy, leaving morsels of light.

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