Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Love all to dole smile

Happy owl can't bear blue eyes,
like a man in penury, for money, dies.

Money keeps man's morass respiring,
like a death dumps us in dungeon gasping.

Love dies if not cared once,
like a flower fades facing sun.

Love all to dole smile,
like a journey never ends in mile.

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