Monday, December 28, 2009

Shout it out . . .




A new freeze in every breeze . . .
Go now . . . tell my tale . . .
Send the stony court . . .
A splinter of my shadow thoughts . . .
Is she kind . . .
Or the faults are mine . . . !!
Sing her a happy song . . .
As if nothing’d gone wrong . . .
But shout it out . . .
Rip my heart . . .
Shout it out . . .
Show my love . . .
But let her smile . . .
Is she kind . . .
Send a breeze . . .
To kiss her cheeks . . . !!
But tell my tale . . .
Before the tears-all turn into Hail . . .
Rip my heart . . .
Show my love . . . 
Tell her so . . .
Come to home . . .





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