Saturday, 30 March 2013
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Wednesday, 27 March 2013
Tuesday, 26 March 2013
Dark Fog
A simple landscape reveals my felling,
A figure walks through the darkness.
The mist hovers around it
And evokes your spirit.
The dark still-life pours the tears
On the plaintive face that fears.
Grayer days will coming,
Shades inside the hopeless.
The black trees are sit:
Everything that nobody meets.
The pain of death hurts the forlorn
And the vein listen to the song.
José "Shadows" Carlos
A figure walks through the darkness.
The mist hovers around it
And evokes your spirit.
The dark still-life pours the tears
On the plaintive face that fears.
Grayer days will coming,
Shades inside the hopeless.
The black trees are sit:
Everything that nobody meets.
The pain of death hurts the forlorn
And the vein listen to the song.
José "Shadows" Carlos
Monday, 25 March 2013
Sunday, 24 March 2013
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