Friday, July 26, 2013

Seen You in pink, and green... on road like arms stretched... She kind...

Seen You there
At the crossroad
Arms stretched
As if in chaos
You broke
By your superb silence
Like a light
In grey...

As if black
Does never You penetrate...

Seen You there
In pink and green
And white light
On your face
Working silence
Superb...
Like He
Coming all over you
As if you be
You...

In the midst of chaos
In the midst of city snarls
Unnecessary
As if you knew that whole landscape
Of the city
And where did the alleys and streets run
For the last three centuries,
As if that is Your knowledge...
That was...
That will be...

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