Thursday, 21 April 2016

how can I...

how can I admit you as my possession?
time is enveloping me like a slow poison
I am meeting the evening star
over the horizon.
In my garden
lots of aroma...
roses are blooming mysteriously;
but,
I am smelling the last event of life
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