Saturday, March 31, 2007

My Own

There is so much to give
But yet, I want to give you
Something that is my own
A slice of the blue sky
The yellow of the sun
A spoonful of moonshine
Half of a bulbul’s song
Few waves of the ocean
A box of butterflies
Some glittering dreams
And a fistful of life.

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5 Comments:

Blogger Arry Potter said...

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12:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awesome.... " a fistfull of life" .. Equal to any best poems of the world...

7:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"a fistful of life"
Nice.

9:06 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

the poem simply steal my heart :)
i fell this as an expresion of outmostlove

6:45 AM  
Blogger The Mocking Spirit said...

Him and Her are these stories I write, with no proper ending or beginning. Short, confusing and highly dramatised, to give an emphasis on imagining more than reading.

Thanks for dropping by. Please keep doing so. :)

6:55 AM  

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