Light filters in through
A filigreed arch and
Rose petals curl,shrink and die and
Reflection smears move
On floor like glass.
There are ants crawling down
Rough hewn bark and
Inkdrops stain the parchment dark and
Wine bubbles rise to the brim.
So?
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in this rush to think out of the box ,I forgot to see whats inside.
9 comments:
Would like to know if this is comprehensible.
Do tell.
It is.
And it ensures that I will not be writing again for a while.
@ Shalmi.
If you really think so I will not whine.
But, pity.
Don't say that. It may be what the Romantics do, but some people are good at just that, so what can they do ? *aggrievedly*
what nonsense. sorry.
it Is comprehensible, and true and allthat.
Really.Must you two take everything so damned personally?
Joey- Comment on my blog. Would like your opinion.
And it isn't comprehensible to me. But that's because I'm a little dumb.
@ topshe.
=).Really you are a boka.
Aaschi ekhuni.Will go on a commenting spree to make up for lost time.
bujhte parlam (phew!). i like.
But I really like all these things.
Unfortunately going around telling people that just gets me wierd looks.
So I write.
Now even thats begun to get me wierd looks.
Sigh
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