Tuesday, November 8, 2011


Alone in the dark of night
I stand in orchard in my lawn
A star shines solitary
Blinking with a secret of heaven

Angel has left to the skies 
With its colored wings
Pervading the hearts of men
Which were filled with a fragrance

It smells none of earthen flowers
Nor those of paradise
It smells none of mountain buds
Nor those of the rivers

An island stood above the sea level
With a coral forest around
Reefs suffer assaults 
From the deep blue water. 

Mountains join the ocean 
In this tiny island
Heaped with sumptuous fruits 
And with a grove of trees. 

Afar, comes the ship
With wingless souls
The captain has a sinister smile
In his lips closed and thin. 

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