Monday, October 11, 2010


On the cimmerian wings of night
In around and through
I hear a voice faraway
Cauldron of dreams and fallen petals..
Darkening night,
Of faith and fervor
As though darkest is yet to be…
Let them all render in me,
As the crescent castaway ..
Im still wildly longing for yet another mystic orb.
 Twinkling stars to comfort the night
I look upon with a calm unruffled brow
And my soul ceases again….



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