Monday, November 8, 2010

The day _out of home

A tender leaf  is tenderly flited ,on the tree
A frustration infer  it is a beautiful smile
Lamentation _ the  mind
Grimace _the face


A tender leaf is fallen with gloom
A agitation talk it is a good start
Green  _ the LEAf
Yellow _ the HEART


It is a impolit wind
I look it as aGURU
Enemy to be GURU ,not erro ,sometime
It is my philisophy


The day, a cosy  day
When i stand up on my feet
The night ,a free night
when i over learn myself


The sun not same here and home
when here are raining ,there are felling snow
home is my home forever
I need to wande at now

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