Monday, October 29, 2012

The dim light

  1. Can't you see the highlights of the moon devouring our anger ? Can't you ?  Only the vivid power of a draughty soul can win the spaces among the silence . 
Can't you hear the creation yelling at the morning light and dawn ? 
Can't you? 
It's the protest of the fallen trees to rise uppon the sun .  

We are broken , we are lost . We are fallen leeaves under the cover of a gun . 
We say freedom and we whisper pain . 
It is the blanket of the sunset still into our hearts . 
Makes us outstand among the soulest , burning gas . 

Can't you sense the footfalls  which are amending fears? 
Can't you ? What a beautiful , gloomy , jungle world !