Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Free...


No where to go, nothing to do...
No one's waiting for me, I'm waiting for none,
Not a destination in sight, an empty endless road ahead,
No wishes, no fears,
Just me, myself and I,
And my dreams...
Dreams that will remain dreams.

Photo credit: brokenverses.blogspot.com

6 Comments:

Blogger alice said...

good luck..

July 19, 2005 5:53 PM  
Blogger Desire said...

nice one.You write well.

July 19, 2005 7:21 PM  
Blogger Thetis said...

lonely, how do you call
yourself, when you can fall
you always have me
look up and you can see
now stand up and beam
i am it.. i am your dream

July 20, 2005 8:38 AM  
Blogger Jabberwock said...

Cute beak, Conman ;)

July 20, 2005 10:04 AM  
Blogger ZERZOUA said...

nice Poeme Conman

July 20, 2005 2:33 PM  
Blogger Once the Conman said...

It is not a poem.
Man...
They are just different sentences.

July 20, 2005 2:47 PM  

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