A river through empty land with sand of very short grass
The river flowing lonely stands out on a lonely heart
The river of feeling only –
Only feelings flowing in its current and past
Into swiftly shifting ocean it’d never reach and touch
Feelings may flood and be soaked by the sand of very short
grass
Lonely river always bears the anger an’ frustration of the nullified
floods
There the sentiments have nowhere to go
There the flood with no gates made a lake of archipelagos
Old stories hidden in them
Never told before through the time off romance
5 OCT 2011
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