Friday, 12 August 2011

I wish, I could write


                                        Inside the Strasbourg church (France-2010)

 
I wish,
I could write,
56 verses,
At a time,
For the good of it,
To stay,
Until, it was granted.

I cheat here,
And make it, 55,
Pieces to work, to meditate,
The good upon,
Now, with a cleansed mind,
And a hope,
That would help.

But the last wish,
Must be,
With oneself,
And un-fulfilled,
For it to be,
At the end,
A true wish.

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