a mere attempt at showmanship...
or a periodic dispersal of toxic waste...
right and right there beside,
wrong or abandoned alone....
a dialogue with myself...
the tomorrows are yet to come ...
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wouldn't it be nice if on a moon-lit night, we were together, you and I... a light breeze wiping out all that pain... we let the magic weave us whole again... you become you and I become me, & we walk away like we never were we
4 comments:
The wind woulda already blown... did you really realize the fact that it did??
may b it did...but i went on waitin... jus dat i wasnt waiting for the wind...
'we' could only be 'we' if the 'i' are supported by 'if'
what about this full moon?? on basheer's terrace?? you and i??
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