Sunday, February 10, 2008

Instead of breathing slowly and counting till ten...

just let it be,till the moment you just can't.
the world around you is merely a garden;
the people you know are no more than clay pigeons.
waiting to come in the way of your bullets with butterfly wings.
for now,just let it be...

2 comments:

B_G said...

this is the only piece in the history that is tagged with "bullets", "butterfly", "clay", "pigeons": all at once.

i think you deserve a pat for being high enough.

Jenevi said...

beya lora u haven't updated ur blog for quite sometime. Hope to read more.