POEM STARTER
Submitted by 'a.'
It’s been five years since you have seen the moon, five years of never ending sun...
On My Way Home Now
I Suck the pain out of Pleasure
I Harness The fruits of Hopes
I Break the change of Silly Dreams
I Scratch my pride on a Dead old Tree
I Stream with the morning Stream
My Soul cry to the burning Sun
Helpless fool the way I hope to find back home me
A Omega Buddha. ~L~
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