domingo, junho 22, 2008

Poesia de Junho XX

UNSPOKEN WORDS

Each time I want to write
Nothing comes out of my pen
Though I can feel
Thousands of words
Rushing in my head
The words that set
Fire in my burning heart
Speaks the pain of decay
Each time I want to write
Nothing comes out of my pen
The lonely me cries alone
Having no one to wipe out
The crystal pains.


Bushra Zahed

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