Friday, January 09, 2015

january


January
The first stroke in midnight glow
In the sky the stars bright
January what will you say?

In the park the lovers hide
The pieces of shadows flow
The web of lines on the trees
They think they are alone

January
What life now?
The races in hot pursuit
The politics of religions

It makes the innocent suffer
Holding the pieces in their minds
The eyes feeling the blue
The days fill up in broken dreams

January
The first stroke in midnight glow
The history of the past never forget
Wishing all get it moving

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