sábado, 28 de maio de 2011

A Possible Answer

The hidden things in my basket
fit with the causes of my laughter
such as the path I'm following
remains a mystery.

Since I'm here, sad and alone,
empty praises does not fulfill
my heart as hard as a stone
or the emptiness inside me.

Utmost blisses keep the blood flowing everywhere.
Nevertheless, on this very midnight,
the end of my existence
shall be.

Wisdom, power, beauty
are intense indeed.
I keep them safe and hidden
even though death is life's high meed.
(Posted by Juliana Bastos e Aline Barbosa)

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