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going going gone...

long and dark
ochre and brown.
following every movement.
with careless elegance.

unruly curls.
grazing your face.
a crooked smile.
going going gone.
a decade of longing.
doors unlocked.
shores beckoning.
geckos gliding on the bathroom wall.
a generosity rarely seen.
two little blocks of ice in the canteen
and delhi.
the ever reigning Queen.
a Hull of glasses.
far far away.
waters and ships and glorious days.
speeding by in a sailing ship.
a mountain of confidences waiting to fly.
but i know i shall have to ponder and cry.
what realm of difference does it make?
some tea,kind sir?
or heavenly cake?
yet the shadows of the past walk by.
piercing through cries of the morrow.
a future ,in wait.
for you and me.
eyes closed.
a camouflage.
an apparition of events
and sweet smelling nights.

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Anonymous said…
good
April 5, 2007 at 10:26 PM
Carpe Diem... said…
life is like a fleeting moment of flashing strike of lightning...swoooosh n its gone....good or bad.."this too shall pass"....
April 30, 2007 at 10:59 PM
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