A faint wisp of a memory
with my mark on the cusp
dear heart..
break out of that mold..
that rust..
copyright*budhaaah*
Thursday, November 4, 2010
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I am - and - I was/ I feel - and yet - I lost/ I am - in deep/ and yet I float/ In debt and yet/ - I hope..
My goodness, you do have a wonderful way of painting a picture with words...!
ReplyDeletenice. i like the use of rust as it is brittle yet still having a hard time breaking through...
ReplyDeleteEasier said, right?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
Thank you dear Jo :)
ReplyDeleteBrian,
The imaginary confines of the mind are harder to break through. Not there and yet..
Yes Deb, tis so easy to say its easy but impossible to get through the confines..
Excellent! i completely agree with Jo. You have a unique talent of playing with words.
ReplyDeleteI think it is still to rust.
Hey thanks Shubhajit!
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