Saturday, 1st November 2008

a gloomy day it seems to have been

the sky seems to look so sad

with its shades of grey

the sun not willing to cast his beams of love

on us mortals who crave for it

the winds blow a chilly tale that whispers to everyone

lowering the moral of every men on the battlefield

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Like a vessel in troubled waters,
your smile shines through the chaos.
A sense of hope,
as i navigate my way.
However, in the back of my mind,
I know all is not well yet.
Till the day I'm docked & anchored
in your harbour.