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Friday, July 10, 2009

thus spake silence


What's virtue, what's otherwise
What's this fog, this prize...
Colors so bold so bright
Put them together and still white
see it and dark shadows fly away
where they are, they are stray!
Silence, the sound it shrieks
intense yet, it speaks.
Symphony across skies
in search wander my eyes
flag here, wave there..
what is right, what's the lair?
Each second ticks, lucid
Why calm, why raucid?
just a flap, then more fluster
now significant, earlier plain banter!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ila...........did not understand much.............good though.........