at times na...one neednt make sense of what a poet is trying to say... sometimes your words make me feel that... when you flow through a feeling, na.. you are not trying to figure it out, you are just going with the flow... trying to make sense of things is a sheer waste of time...
what i am saying now is such a contradiction to what i've recently posted... ha ha ha...
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oh my god...
this poem is conjuring all kinds of images...its like a frenzy...where there are flashes and sudden vanishes...
its so dark and 'disturbia'...
loved it shoon...you never fail us...
at times na...one neednt make sense of what a poet is trying to say...
sometimes your words make me feel that...
when you flow through a feeling, na.. you are not trying to figure it out, you are just going with the flow...
trying to make sense of things is a sheer waste of time...
what i am saying now is such a contradiction to what i've recently posted...
ha ha ha...
preeti:...you are right..one need not make sense of all that happens in life...no need to keep on analysing..
while mostly we get guided by the mind, once a while listen to the heart :)
you have not put up the thoughtful blog reader award...
ouch!!!
i want to mail this to a fren who claims to be a virgin everytime she breaks up....
nice...ur poems always make me think...actually they linger long after i leave ur blog....
the brad pitt butt one comes to me during some of my auto rides....you are my favourite poet n i mean it.
mayz: come, on...buddy :)
ra: Hmmmmm
kammomy:thanks....but this is too much...making me embarrassed
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