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The way we all r known to each other. To be stuck in an infinite loop of priorities is a weird feeling. The things which enjoy your foremost attention turn to be trivial and what was trivial you push yourselves to make it a priority. I think the heart takes priority. April 29, 2012 at 10:58 am. Laquo; Butterfly Caught. Subscribe to comments with RSS. May 1, 2012 at 2:45 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. On Rain again….
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Butterfly Caught.. | Expressions...
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The way we all r known to each other. Leave a comment ». I loved chasing butterflies in my childhood. Ah! That i was the last time. I chase opportunities now. Years have passed. Children run after butterflies. There is no point in running for something you are not even going to catch my. Find something that can be your own at the end. Just so i am happy, i conjure dreams which i chase in the shadows of these day-lit opportunities. Chasing butterflies was better. It’s time i get back to it.
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See a dream and live it through… | Expressions...
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The way we all r known to each other. See a dream and live it through…. Leave a comment ». The dream still continues and maybe something will wake me up… but i will wake up with a smile on my face that i will make sure. January 24, 2014 at 1:09 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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Reverie.. | Expressions...
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The way we all r known to each other. A maiden I saw, sitting top a hill;. The butterflies and meadows around her, she was so still;. A drop of tear, a pearl so round;. Across the eye, so blue as the ocean earthly bound;. Fell the drop, down on the leaf;. Down again, it found itself on a seed;. Unimagined was the magic it possess;. For the seed vanished; appeared a tree grand and ageless;. The maiden stood up, and hugged the tree;. The tree shook; as if it was set free;. Blind i was, from the light I saw;.
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Blue | Expressions...
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The way we all r known to each other. Leave a comment ». Blue is the moon. On this blue night. Blue is the ocean. Blue is the sound. Which a bluebird makes. Blue is the smell. Of that blueberry cake. Blue is the color. When the world is still. Blue is the touch. Of that mourning hill. Blue is the dream. Where everything blue is found. April 1, 2014 at 9:45 pm. Laquo; See a dream and live it through…. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). On Rain again….