Friday, 29 July 2011

DREAMS POSSIBLE

I urge to catch the dews in my palm and smell the pure white transparecy of it....
Want to eject the egocentric feelings of mine and swril with the erophic imagination everlasting....
Evade the amour of mine in the shell of my eyes,never let it ebb......
Ensue the enchanting undecptive of pulpy night with the abode of dark silence...
Yearn to reach  the apogee of my destiny.....
Expunge the die hard amiss habbits and shine like a refined saint....
Erotic auro made me soozled and buried all the spurious loathsome...
Spread my wings to shed peace and humanity awthart the world...
Swallow the regrets and bedlam with no intention to blurt out.....
And every aurevoir bring me closer to every new accomplishment
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