silence kills..

when the night is lonely...
when the stars are sleeping...
when the world becomes a
sleeping beauty...
i can hear your voice,
in that deafening silence..

black love.

the sky growls,
angels above cry,
little children
play in the mud puddle;
the ice cream vendor
rings the bell-
adding tune to the crystal
rain which pours down
vigoursly.

i gaze at the
black clouds,
the hatred stings
me, and demons weep for
love.

i sip my hot koffee and
think about all the love
which exists in the world..
in some tiny lil corner..
yet to be dicovered...