وطفلاً كنت، كالأطفال.. ومركبة من الكلمات تحملني لعرش الشمس.. أمل دنقل
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Faltering!
UNABLE TO WRITE
FALTERING
AGAIN AND AGAIN
" I falter where I firmly trod." From In Memoriam A. L. Tennyson
3 comments:
Anonymous
said...
when you stumble..once and twice and thrice,,, but it's the powet to stand up again..to reach the light coming over there...on opening that door at the end of the tunnel of sorrow.. extend your hand..you can finally reach it's nope..and be overwhelmed by the light of hope!
3 comments:
when you stumble..once and twice and thrice,,, but it's the powet to stand up again..to reach the light coming over there...on opening that door at the end of the tunnel of sorrow.. extend your hand..you can finally reach it's nope..and be overwhelmed by the light of hope!
epitaph
You are perfectly right
I will stretch my hand
I can see the light
It is far
but it is certainly there
its knob* lol I must have been writing while sleeping LOL :D
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