Wednesday 21 November 2007

The City Sunset Over Me


Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
flying high,
flying high.
In the summer sky,
Flying high,
Gently passing by,
Flying high,
Take me on your flight.
Flying high.
Fatboy Slim


P.S: Special thx to cha3chouuuu3

6 comments:

Ahmed said...

You don't know what to do with yourself ?! Take care of it...

Otherwise, let the sunset over you become a sunset into you... enhancing all that energy !!! Wooow, amazing power...

muse said...

it's easier said than done ^^
the sunset if it enters inside,it won't see a new dawn,it will be overwhelmed by obscurity.but we'll try to do our best to save the sunset ;)

QueenD said...

Boredom ?? hun , i bet u'd kill ur self if u face wat im going thru ..
I like the pic ..
u'r poetry is so .. mysterious .. u shud look for joy , happiness nd peas :)

... i duno y im writin this to sombody i duno :S ... mayb coz it makes me feel better !

xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
stay zen , Peas out !

muse said...

well,i dunno wot u r goin through but,hope u'll find a solution as soon as possible.
concerning poetry,don't u think that bein mysterious is part of writin poetry? u can name,if u want one poet who wrote happy poems and even if u find,they constitute only a minority ;)
feel free to pass by whenever u like and to post wotever u want as far as this can make u feel better.

L'autre rayƩe! said...

Weelcome t the blogomahcintrucchouette..... :)

muse said...

hihi thx w bik :D