"
and when i finish,
sifting through moon dust;
maybe i will;
know that there is
nothing more,
to find.
and then maybe;
we can hold hands
under starry skies.
But
would you want to,
then?
if i said,
that it was too soon.
for the stars,
are lonely company;
and that i,
killed the moon.
"
Aww tragic :| Nice imagery though :) Oh how we keep on hoping against hope, no?
ReplyDeleteAnd you changed the song! I loved Cry Me A River, I was thinking of learning and performing it sometime during my short life :P
ReplyDeletewow. today seems to be the day i discover how well people write. four blogs, and four amazing posts.
ReplyDeletemaybe its the moon. or some tide thing.
super stuff meghana.
@tris: its a whole playlist :)
ReplyDeleteso just keep skipping ahead on the >> button you'll find the one you like. i strongly urge you to listen to the others as well.
i love 'cry me a river' i actually first heard it in 'V for vendetta' beautiful movie that. must watch. definitely!
and thank you. you'd know a thing or two about hoping against hope i dare say! ;)
@atom spy: i wont call you AGG. i like to have my own little names ;)
and thank you :)
yes. the moon controls all information exchange on the networks on certain days for a specific window of time. You're real lucky
Ha!
4 you say... anybody i know?
I just watched V for Vendetta a few days back! I thought it was just coincidence that it had that song :P Will rummage through the playlist!
ReplyDeletemelancholy and moon dust
ReplyDeletesiblings and rivals
but you brought them together
to create mellow magic
I dont know if I have said this earlier... but I would love to live in that mind of yours to understand the creative thought process
How do you do this...
- with envy and awe...
@tris: oh the concept of the government in
ReplyDelete. break of Reality . came from that. so horrifyingly beautiful it is.
@meandering mind: thank you. it feels wonderful to read that! you flatter me so :)
and i STRONGLY strongly advise against trying to get into my mind. the green monkeys run abound there.
for further information on the origin, habitat and lifestyle of the green monkeys kindly refer to
http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Green_monkeys
Your mind, Your monkeys
ReplyDeleteTurn the right shade of blue
And we may enjoy the process
Of brilliance becoming you
HA HA... how sad is that... beat it....
LOL
I am awestruck. This was transcending.
ReplyDeleteAnd the opening lines of shifting through moon-dust multiplies in brilliance after one reads the last line.
Tell me please, how much of your snortings did you do before you came up with this !!
Super-creative :).
@meandering mind: its awesome if "may" is the keyword!
ReplyDeleteROFL!
@brown dude: *hesitantly takes a bow*
thank you.
quite, quite wonderful to read all this!
i dont do those snorts... (anymore)*wink wink*
its just plain old happiness that works :)
killing the moon...now there's a way to end it all :) loved your poem, megahna
ReplyDelete@mentalie: end it all,yes. but, for something new maybe?
ReplyDeletethank you :)
Killed the moon!
ReplyDeleteThat has me positively puzzled...
@unsung
ReplyDeleteand may puzzled you stay!
:evil:
This was brilliant and beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I got to read this :)