I speak of things i feel, so primordial, that structured expression kills the essence.
I speak of things i see.
so easy to ignore, yet, so crucial
I find release in the seeming disorder of my Poetry; the subtle signs i see.
Nothing compares to
the allure and power of the
written word.
An architect,
a writer,a poet,
I enjoy the occasional
photography
Love animals and
would hate to live in a world
devoid of them
Music gives expression to
the lost thoughts deep
within me....
\m/
11 smoke wisps:
it is june
just be an year older :)
btw, i read the full poem, with the dedications she made to her parents.
losing both her parents within just 3 months is beyond devastating.
*sigh.
I know.. Her june is far removed from mine.
i feel petty but well every dog has its own struggle eh?
I still dont want IT to come any sooner. :|
hehehe..
sure, why not ;) ?
i am going to SAVOUR every moment(in slow motion) while wishing you on ur brithday :)
*grins evil
i like the way you think (and write) yes indeed.
@shamanth: WRONG usage of MY phrase! Total Copyright infringement.
You dare contact me in any way ON June 12th and see what becomes of you. *Caresses the meat pounder and laughs like homer in the haloween mansion*
@Mystique: Thank you very much. its ALWAYS nice to hear that :)
So its your bday on 12th?
(chainsaw whirring)
Me:"Gulp! uh oh!"
You:"Muhaahaaa"
What's the music selectin for june then? Blues?
@D: loved the "conversation" you catch on fast *manic laughter in my head* ;)
Music: mmm im thinking more like depressive doom. \m/
Ah. Another Gemini. Hello sister.
@Iz: Right back at you.
There are a quite a few of us out here.
Can I post this on my blog?
Sigh.
\m/ to those lines, fellow Gem.
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You whisper your name... but i can't hear it.