Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Thursday, 3 May 2012


As the gregarious clouds,
Comfort the parched skin-
Of lands dying,

Let the finesse of downpours-

Renew the hungered heart-
Of mortal living.

Fresh breeze speed sunlight,
Towards the cimmerian space-
Of souls healing.


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