Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Meaningless Joy?

As passions flow through the wind,
The Sun shines brightly down,
The rain as eager as my dog,
Is falling on the crown,

Of the King, who sits mighty still,
For his courage doesn't fail,
The old man walks down his peaceful road,
Like a cloud lost on his way,

To the Sun, whose flowers wonder at,
The lovebirds, who chirp their happy song,
The grass is green on both the sides,
As my heart and soul become one.

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