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.
hmm Cheer up girl!!!
Haha the words bit :) they confuse more than they elucidate.
The power of words....but don't rely on 'em completely...they can be pretty misleading too.Take care
Broken.
few words. a lot more meaning.stay well.
hmmm... interesting!!
sad..sad..sad
mohan no, no. im cheerful :)tris: ever thought about how that might be the 'mode of operation'? the words bit!merin: why you? dont.bondgal, pseudo: words. stupid stupid words. :|nikita: is it? ;)poorni: disastrous, ridiculous yes. but not sad...
You whisper your name... but i can't hear it.
hmm Cheer up girl!!!
ReplyDeleteHaha the words bit :) they confuse more than they elucidate.
ReplyDeleteThe power of words....but don't rely on 'em completely...they can be pretty misleading too.
ReplyDeleteTake care
Broken.
ReplyDeletefew words. a lot more meaning.
ReplyDeletestay well.
hmmm... interesting!!
ReplyDeletesad..sad..sad
ReplyDeletemohan no, no. im cheerful :)
ReplyDeletetris: ever thought about how that might be the 'mode of operation'? the words bit!
merin: why you? dont.
bondgal, pseudo: words. stupid stupid words.
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nikita: is it? ;)
poorni: disastrous, ridiculous yes. but not sad...