Sunday, October 17, 2004

Why not

Why not the skies are red and your eyes a cradle, the universe
Why not the trees are red and your hands a sculptor, the universe
Why not the snows are red and your smile a fountain, the universe
Why not the rivers are red and your hair a legend, the universe
Why not the poems are red and your tongue a revolution, the universe
Why not my skies, my trees
Why not snows, my rivers
Why not my poems
The universe, the universe, the universe...
Why not my universe..
Why not my universe..

3 Comments:

Blogger euphorialapse said...

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

12:06 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

wow.. did you write this?

10:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is a very beautiful poem. You seem like a really cool person. I'm not gay

1:28 AM  

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