A fearful night,
When that life just held on tight,
A nightmare uninvited,
Came at the serene doorstep,
It showed its ugly face,
And the angel turned,
Dance of grace?
That night, brighter the oil burned,
The angel lay sprawled,
In disgraced splendor,
When death came calling,
She just hugged life
Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
Thursday, March 08, 2007
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