I kept looking my whole life for thee,
When somewhere somehow it was within me.
O glories of peace and silence,
Why have you left in this shed of violence ?
My heart cries and lives in longing,
No sense of self, no kind of belonging.
Let me come to you where you ask for,
Just let me be as i was before !
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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