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.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
June
June, Swept away
in a deluge
of emotions. I
will never, ever
find again,
The love i
had for my
June.
Ever again.
hmm! This is the Meghna bit eh? Nice Song Music Director! \m/
ReplyDelete(there shd b a headbanging emoticon)
*sigh
ReplyDeleteRemind me to let you in on a recent similar deluge of mine.
*sigh again.
hmmmmmm.
ReplyDeleteThis could actually make a good song. :)
ReplyDeleteNice. It could turn into a lovely song.
ReplyDelete:|
ReplyDelete@DP: This is the meghana bit. OR the bits left of meghana.
ReplyDelete@S: soon, soon. *sigh
@mystique: thanks for dropping by :)
ReplyDelete@ aks and nikki: i would love for it to turn into a song. beautiful :)
@ M: *sigh*
ReplyDeleteWhere was the rain
ReplyDeleteYou promised, you will bring?
:(