Friday, October 19, 2007

None..

The man stood alone,
One with the serenity.
bronze figure with set eyes,
gazing in distance with certainty.

He stretched his palm
and held out the light.
The Sun spooled up
With vigour bright.

A man of fate,
of work and destiny.
A man stood there
Till Eternity.

The eternity stretched
into hours and days.
The figure still
In sun and in rain.

Deep blue eyes,
probing the horizon,
Unseeing the pain.

Shading across his tortured face,
A shadow fell.
The vision he had of himself
shifted back to hell.

contd...

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