Sunday, April 26, 2009


The purple clouds whispered to me a purple dream
of restless symphonies and golden eagle’s eyes
And I could hear the trembling sighs of the candlelight,
lonely like the rain and the cherry tree ...
The parrot in my golden cage - she fluttered to be free…
It was then that I realised how much you’ve bled for me

1 comment:

Samadrita said...

Hey this baby of yours sounds different from the rest.Not too fact it's quite nice.Liked it :)