A Promised Poem (For Engr. Rodelas)
A handful of words held
By a mouthful of breath
That traverses our souls
Through wires across the oceans
Its like craving for magic
Sweating for enticement
Quenching the thirst
Of long, past memories.
Building bridges across the distance
Linking breath and consciousness
Just to sip thirst for a time
Lamentations blinded by a sound
Longing cripples of a dreary past
Anticipating for the next chat.
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May 19th, 2008 at 4:38 pm
Special thanks to the composer.. I’ve been in a lot of malls, I’ve been in a lot of libraries, I’ve been in a lot of bookstores……!!!!! But I’ve never seen or read such a wonderful message like this.. message is not important to me, but its the thought that counts.. I’ve received birthday cards, greetings, which are composed by renounced writers but i never been touched something like this… sometjing like…. flowing through your veins..and entering to your bones which makes me feel different for having a special friend like you.. thank you very very much to you.. it means a lot to me..