tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64169878015476766232024-03-13T20:55:56.463-07:00Itzal BensedItzal Bensedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08161327791864071910noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6416987801547676623.post-71661697768226772652008-03-20T16:03:00.000-07:002008-03-20T16:07:36.012-07:00Mind gamesI'm grinded powder.<br />Finer by the hour.<br />Pulverised with each rotation<br />By gesture of my stone relations,<br />That move upon your breath.Itzal Bensedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08161327791864071910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6416987801547676623.post-54959279276951660952008-03-03T07:59:00.000-08:002008-03-03T08:08:17.637-08:00Emit timeI take comfort in the skies,<br />The vastness of its size.<br />It brings a dizzying sensation,<br />Like its raining information,<br />And I can't catch all the drops.<br /><br />I wait to see the change,<br />That the past and present exchange.<br />Entwinded together, they greet my eyes<br />With intent to present with guise,<br />A picture of all time.Itzal Bensedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08161327791864071910noreply@blogger.com0