Islands packed with people
Meadows full of flowers
Trees laden with fruits
Birds that glide in air
Ducks that swim in ponds
Songs that make us glad
Eyes that drop me dead
Hands that touch my head
Lips that swell me crimson
Touches that do me good
Tugs that leave me soft
Hugs that halt the clock
A world of endless attempts
A city of countless stems
One big maze of neural systems
Am I lost in 'em?
samy
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
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6 comments:
As intense as poetry can get
Whats neural systems, sameer?
The lines are touching. Good blog.
I like ur blog. It is a mixed type and that is the best part of it. Something for everyone.
O! wow Its has been ages since you wrote something like this... I have missed you
I like this parity of words
love you lots
simply Great......................
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