Sunday, September 7, 2008

Donna E Mobile

Hey, my temp is raising

Palms are sweating too

But, not due to fever…

Some impulse is trying

To make my lips open

For speaking out

What is in my heart

Hey, there’s a tempest

In my mind!

Lo! Listen intently

My heart beating

It’s calling your name

Want not listen to!

Oh, why…?

Hi! Where’re you going to?

Stepping on my heart

Erasing my dreams…

Yea! My luck has failed.

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