Saturday, July 04, 2009
because I don't know...
I just opened
a box
of sugar-coated candy;
and it
turned out to be Tangerine;
the flavour
of paradise. Happy
Birthday.
I just opened
a box
of sugar-coated candy;
and it
turned out to be Tangerine;
the flavour
of paradise. Happy
Birthday.
all the love
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Ye voyeurs
- Meghana Naidu
- Bangalore, India
- 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/
8 smoke wisps:
That's poetry, right? not actually your Budday?
Its poetry if you want it to be. i dont really know what it is.
I only know that today is a birthday and No, its not mine.
*sigh
Hmm... you're a bit... mysterious!
am i now? ;) most would use a different word. wierd.
:D
there it is -
a masterpiece for Meghana's eyes only :(
cher word carrying her patent secrecy!
This one is mysterious, actually. I only see the clear subtle signs... not what they indicate. Anyhow, I love they way you've mapped the expression... meaning what you intend.
Mysterious. To know what it means you'd have to know the writer inside out.
The reader is almost always in the dark.
some like to pretend thats not true.
But me
i think i'll be mysterious instead.
Your voice haunts me.
You're speech is too poetic to handle.
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You whisper your name... but i can't hear it.