
The seashell's lament.
Listen, to the soft sounds of the wind,
Listen, to the shell sing.
The wave washes it ashore
only to pull it back to the depths of the seabed.
It cries, hoping not to be buried under the coarseness of the sand.
Listen, to the shell's lament.
Anyway, any of the sponges interested to go catch a movie on monday is most welcome to do so. =) HAHA too bad eu, you and your chalet.
Tuition was very unproductive for once, due to the brains weary just emerging from the dark side. At least its a wonderful holiday on monday and prob a quarter day on tuesday. Oops did i just spoil that surprise. But it better is true or else. =[
Labels: movie, poetry, tuition