January 11, 2013 § Leave a comment
Silently gazing through my mind,
I came across a buttered road filled with flowers which froze in the intensity of time.
No one spoke.
We were communicating through our minds.
Our eyes blazed with anger of our hopeless might.
Our hands were tied with ropes of diplomacy, making us sublime.
They were in large numbers, waiting to erode.
Trying to conquer their own lives.