Life Rummage

...Girls chase their beauty. Rapt at the influx, I rummage my life to find the meaning that can be tucked into the memorable... October 2006/ Let's Find Out Fragments of Joy and Sorrow

Monday, August 20, 2007

Each Step A Dream In

The unreal is unjust. Dance has victims. Illusion is crowded. The dream has no way out. The reply has its destination. The question loves solitude. Istanbul invites my soul. The lost is populated.

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