Friday, April 16, 2010


After that day you know,
the stiff wind, more stiffer it became.
after that shiny soft snow,
veiled you, and so as your name.

but have you???
then why in my dreams, you come.
so near my closed eyes, you roam.
making me to think, i never thought.
teaching me to dote, i doted not.

but amongst the darkest clouds,
i wish the sky to moan.
shouting against the lightening,
hoping you to come.
this is what my hands feel,
wiping out my tears, so hot.
when you are gone.