Friday, May 09, 2008

life and death are wearing me out


Just waiting for the day I die

And my heart lets out its final sigh

Obliviated from the minds of Gods

Praying my conception eternally stops

There would be no death or born again

All the links of life forever slain

hoping this truly is liberation

For the shell of my being; its final cremation.

1 Comments:

Blogger Serendipity… said...

Dark is beautiful & so is liberation!

1:17 AM  

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