Sunday, May 8, 2011

All Alone

Poor uttering virtuous mirror,
Visualize a image,
Showing all perspective to admire,
Self centered persona to circulating mirage.
All the center provoking each grown,
Negotiating, preponderating with courage,
Waiting to pursue mind's digraph,

Why trembled randomly,
A distance is turning in full half , 
Between day and night afar,
Holding it untold and ceased,
En-wrapped in a trivial point star,
Like some nestling lies, but true,
Shadowing all alone, 
Waiting standalone and calmly.

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