Wednesday, January 12, 2011

one shot and Potluck

Your face I hide - sweet - in my mind
your name - quivers through my soul
I said your name - almost - but thrice
and bitter took its toll..

I tread as much - I dare to say
I long for destiny
which comes and spreads
upon my being - sweet -
your identity..

copyright*budhaaah*
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18 comments:

  1. Brian MillerJanuary 12, 2011 at 5:23 AM

    and may that destiny find you when the time is right...

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  2. Felicity Grace TerryJanuary 12, 2011 at 5:27 AM

    As always, beutiful. I feel you put your heart and soul into your verse, that these are more than just words to you, which makes your posting them even more special.

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  3. SamJanuary 12, 2011 at 6:08 AM

    I like your style, short and to the point

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  4. the walking manJanuary 12, 2011 at 6:20 AM

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  5. the walking manJanuary 12, 2011 at 6:21 AM

    Hi. Like this a lot I find myself reaching out and stopping at times too but then I usually am able to get over my fright of flight or fight and go.

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  6. dustusJanuary 12, 2011 at 7:02 AM

    Reminds me of crushes and how it feels to be in love with someone who might not be aware of it. Nice write!

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  7. DebJanuary 12, 2011 at 8:08 AM

    The heart is so fragile sometimes, yet it's supposed to be the strongest muscle in the body. :\

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  8. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2011 at 8:32 AM

    Lovely little piece - a genuine outpouring of affection. Does she return it? Does she know? Or is this merely the musing of a heart, watching from afar? Questions, questions, but one cannot doubt the genuine nature of the heart here.

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  9. AnonymousJanuary 12, 2011 at 3:40 PM

    I sometimes wonder does the heart really "feel" for if it does, how does it thrive on an emotional void?

    I love your writes:-)

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  10. MyriamJanuary 12, 2011 at 4:09 PM

    the longing for that special one...

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  11. signed...bkmJanuary 13, 2011 at 6:20 PM

    lovely singing lyrics ....very nice read...bkm

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  12. KavitaJanuary 14, 2011 at 12:36 AM

    And when this happens, one can but surrender... don't you think?
    There was something very musical about this one, Budhaah...with traces of melancholia in it.
    Very nicely done!

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  13. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJanuary 17, 2011 at 5:56 AM

    smooth flow,

    well put.
    Glad to see you share.

    A+

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  14. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    It flows so gently.

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  15. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2011 at 11:50 AM

    Lovely piece. I like the flow and the sentiment. Good job!

    My potluck piece
    http://mysticmarleei.wordpress.com/2011/01/18/melody-harmony-rhythm/

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  16. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJanuary 19, 2011 at 1:56 PM

    Some Awards 4 you, please help by visiting 2 or 3 poets to give birthday wishes, Thanks!

    Your support is valued!
    xxx

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  17. eyeographyJanuary 20, 2011 at 12:37 PM

    Lovely.. :)

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  18. Steve IsaakJanuary 22, 2011 at 12:50 AM

    Solid work, spare and effective.

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