Friday, February 24, 2012

TOUCHING CHANCE.....

You and I know in this world
We're given such a short stay
Carelessly in deeds and word
We do endlessly somehow pay


The beauty of having a chance
Is through tears learn the strength
The reason for being a free lance
Is through hate feel love's length


Do not be an empty shadow turning
Whirling like a tornado but soon forgotten
Not a supposedly astronaut lost spacing
Reaching blurry stars, left floating


But let your soul, like a wind spin
Sometimes subtle but with essence strong
And at the end of the visit in this inn
You would have touched a soul with song.






                                                           Live, Laugh, Love
                                                                  Kaylove.