Monday, July 10, 2006
twentyone
i was a day late to reflect last year old
and to ponder this age
i wonder what's in store for me this time
but then i am not the customer
so i can not just wonder
in search of inspiration for what i want
i read some books mags papers tv trees sky wind n all.
they make me dream, spectacularly
but this hour i really need one that will wake me up
but how do i expect to understand what i want,
when i dream in one language
and wake up in another?
Posted by nidya at Monday, July 10, 2006