Nov 20, 2012

Survivor


















The warm, fiery touch of the sun
is like a compassionate kiss on the lips,
The roaring thunder above seems a fun
as a  lullaby and make a baby sleeps.

The strong wind needs no breaker,

The wall of the heart is too resistant,
The cold bites slowly become warmer,
A beautiful summer day an assurance.


balqis
Nov20'12

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8 comments:

  1. I felt warm reading this. It has become very cold at the place I live. Getting out from under a blanket seems to be the most difficult task. I need a kiss of sunlight too.

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    1. Thank you for such a warm word, Sui. At the place where I live, it rains everyday cos it's monsoon season now. :)

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  2. Though it's winter here but i can well imagine the warmth.

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    1. It's always the opposite, you know! Seasons keep changing, so hang in there. :)

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  3. Post-apocalyptic summer vacations are fun for the whole family!

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  4. A hope felt the sun even under the starving darknight!
    You putted the words so perfectly, BB-

    Congrats!!

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    1. Thank you so much, Omo! Your words always mean a lot to me as they could be felt in my heart.

      It's a nice feeling seeing you here again. :)

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