- Taking a long deep breath the lion decided to gauge the distance between him and his prey
- The super sonic radiation the air craft emitted were not enough to blow the clouds away
- The blue sky refused to reflect the fish's story; her stark golden yellow yearning for the attention
- In the face of the Sun's glory the heat was but an aftermath. It believed, "If I could burn all my helium I would be free."
- Energy is not always a fuel; it is a boon and a curse
- Like a man could be a woman and a woman a man; their love for existence has no bounds.
- The shackles clammed adding to the din of lives mourning, yet she danced.
- The melody was long lost, an impersonation lived on and on...
- The record whirled back and forth as my eyes drooped further; my strength failed.
- As the lion took a big leap towards the lamb, it knew not the prey would live or die
- A bullet whirred past the yellow grass; No iron palm to grasp it
- It lost itself in the luxurious mane; Blood spurted
- Her forehead had a hole, right between the eyebrows. It was RED.
Friday, March 25, 2011
My Country and Me
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