Thursday, December 16, 2010


fingers playing through the keyboard
words worn with veils
snow floats by on tropical mind
yet never ever land
for landing means a touch of warmth
and melting follows after
but why the fear of what shall be
noone ever knows
if water seeps or flows to sea
or can other way it goes...

spiders spun the veil once worn
her spinning way too gifted;
awaiting the moment of breaking dawn
hoping the spell be lifted


Twilighters said...

why such poem?? sudden inspiration??

~JuiN~ said...

haha XD
hidden among the mist...
the answer is within~
has the sun risen?
in the mist it cant be seen...

yea sudden, but not inspiration