Sunday, January 30, 2011


I saw a group of nomads
Riding on camels
And some on feet.

I was disillusioned
To see a fairy
On the back of a camel
Smiling with love
Maddened I joined
That caravan
Seeking her.

My feet refused to advance
And she disappeared.

I wanted to search
That unknown gipsy
For whom I astrayed
She also made me gipsy.

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