Saturday, October 13, 2012

Shades of Blue (Poetry, War, and Friendship)




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Thursday Short Story Slam Week 29: Dramas and Freedom


Rambling day,
slow running time,
At an air crafts filled bay,
I dwell without disturbance of any crime,
alone, with roses on my gun hole,
Join me, grab my hand,
we would walk, not run,
We need neither music nor band,
The sky is sunless,
The land is colorless,
But we will gather strength and smell the rose,
and we will get out of this haunted place,
with open choice,
Let's ignore shades of blue here,
and enter the fascination of love
and peace, my dear!

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