Saturday, February 14, 2004


She looked in the mirror
In the gleam of the glass
In the faces of her terror
Of the darkness of her past
And she closed her eyes
Where she dreamt of paradise
Of a thousand stars shining so high
Of raindrops falling where she lie
She searched the sky for peacefulness
And the clouds offer her tenderness
In her mind the mountain looms protectiveness
In her mind the wind blows like a caress
A place where no one can touch her now
A place where no one can make her bow

Copyright ©2004 Dila Mohd

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