Wednesday, July 14, 2010


Blue waves
Silent yet so stressed
One after another
Blue they come
Black caves
Dark yet one`s nest
Unexplored earth mother
Few they come
My waives
Alone so depressed
Future in smother
Where to escape from
Tales of braves
Lots heard and impressed
Who lived for the other
Scarce they come
Blank waves
Unable to protest
Living just for the other
A life just so numb
 --Kris

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