Friday, July 30, 2010

Twilight...


You got all your gold medals,
you got your awards,
euphoria of the angels,
the divinity of the gods...

It look years for that wisdom,
the lit candles beneath your tomb,
the eventual for ultimate freedom,
she smiled in her mothers womb...

As long as your tomb is in the sunlight,
candles lit for years and beyond,
you're living a vivid afterlife,
the angel struck you with her tranquil wand...

The peace is mighty,
the candle light diminished the misery,
this shall remain a dormant society,
this is a prodigy...

1 comment:

Groove to the era