Wednesday, October 31, 2007

a frog, a heart and a few nails

intersections shift and blur
as the breeze blows
.
mind nails it down
like frog on a board
.
amazing that the heart
is throbing still
.
have the nails
begun to dance
?

7 comments:

sift said...

incisive man! the idea is great, but your poetry could have been better.
Give it some scratch

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

yuo pick random things and put them together so beautifully.
Wonderful!

ra said...

the heart doesnt stop until you take the spirit away

Prats said...
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Prats said...

wow! You write such simple and very beautiful lines.
Can I ask you one thing? Why have u named this blog Shunyata? It struck me cos, I had posted in the same title a few posts ago here and was wondering what made you take it up?

Prats said...

hey, sorry the previous comment had to be deleted, cos the link was not given properly

Shoonyata said...

sift: it just flowed...didnt think of poerty :(

raaji: thanks....

ra: that is a good one...food to chew on for another post!

prat: thanks for visiting...read yr post as well...it triggered the new post on Shoonyata :)