Tuesday, October 23, 2012

curiosity to death

Lightning is special it comes and it goes in darkness
Not like a thief but like a flicker in total dimness
As if to close its eyes and open
Making you shiver not in delight but fear
Walking on tree the scent of soil deliver nothing
but curiosity to leaves
and life has curiosity to death
this is a heart it is true and is dead
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