Monday, November 02, 2009

deep down

in indigo skies

the dying moon fades;
and as music dies,
all disappear;
into stoic nothingness.

5 smoke wisps:

As the Mind Meanders said...

Oh how I wish!!!
in nothingness
I would find myself

Merin Mandanna said...

Into nothingness indeed.

I(we) could do with a little less of your disappearances though.

slash\\ said...

This is nice.

The music dies? Or transforms into the symphony that is the fading moon? The nothingness is nothing but a coda.

Vikas Chandra said...

such brevity and so much out of it..

I am reading more of u

Meghana Naidu said...

meandering mind:
there's is no discovery in nothingness
and if one does find something in it, it is not natural,
i dont wish that on anyone
and least of all you


nothing is eternal
there can be no coming back from it
goign forward,

take my advice, dont.

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