Tuesday, March 16, 2010

7 years of drought

drained and dried
without mercy
forcing the birth,
of a barbed wired soul.

a defense born
to protect
to refrain
from the fear of pain

as one was confined,
nothing gets in
for 7 cycles
alone within

a broken roof
let rain in
drops of cold water
awoke him

slowly with care
he ventured
to catch
water before it goes away

cant say much
he tried hard
he saw beauty
in her heart

now he pray
she could stay
so she can swim
this life with him

yet these years
of 7 droughts
left him mute
to tell her all

time will show
and rain will fall
to change this land
 flowering it all

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