April 4th, 2006
The Wound
I climbed to the crest,
And, fog-festooned,
The sun lay west
Like a crimson wound:
Like that wound of mine
Of which none knew,
For I’d given no sign
That it pierced me through.
-Thomas Hardy
Tags: The Wound, Thomas Hardy
anirudh says:
BEEYOUTIFULL !
April 4th, 2006 at 06:18 pm
Neha says:
:(:cry:
April 6th, 2006 at 12:25 pm