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.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
You said
i Could. paint my fingers pink
right now;
and, You
wouldnt know.
first time here and I`m hooked. You have a brilliant way with words! :)
ReplyDeleteToo arbit for me. :| Mulling over..
ReplyDelete@piper
ReplyDeletethank you; always always nice to hear that :)
@aks
like i keep telling M i almost dont want you to know exactly what i mean.
i like the way we are left to formulate our own meanings from wat u say.. love it.. :)
ReplyDelete@sanchari: thank you :)
ReplyDeletelet me in on them too maybe? ;)
brevity personified
ReplyDeleteI love it, but I wish it was longer. It's easy to interpret 2 lines. Would be harder if they god longer.
ReplyDelete@kavya: thank you :)
ReplyDelete@unsung: thats what you think ;)
but you loved it :D thankee