Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Poetry

















BEAUTIFULLY SKETCHED
When the soft wind blows
I listen to the rhythm never heard before
Pearls from heaven fall upon me
The raindrops are truly to be adored
Deep blue sea is the never ending destiny
Where ever i see
I see the sky
I smell the flowers when i breathe
Little stars are shining from the heaven above
Oh! my lord is this heaven on earth?






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