Thursday, June 3, 2010

Dreaming alone

swim to the shore
the will is no more
just sadness alone
nectar of what was sown

Long pier of claim
sudden move north
stars of the moon
shed no tears
keep them joyful
in their memories

amid the ruins
nurture the pain
lament days of
back to square one
rabid taste of
some bitter void
salty drops
washing pain