Acha, I figured why I found it bal. Three simple reasons, it's very bachcha meye, hackneyed expression(jodio you've done it knowingly and tried to be smart)and - I dunno if this is the way to put it - not much effective content.
Black jagged ocean waves Cutting through heavy wood Hurl inside out the decks Upside down, try to stand Hold the driftwood for dear life Hold on tight till you reach the land And once upon the beach's sand Embark again, on a voyage new
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Thanks and apologies to Emily Dickinson, wherever she may be.
If I were a man Shalmi, Mr. Fancy-Name-Football-Player would have competition, oh yes he would.
In this lifetime, I let you, he and other people concerned draw a breath of relief :P
Poor thing he is, there are already so many who lay claim to my affection :P
But really really, you like it that much? Or like Spriha are you generally expressing how in love with my precociousness you are?
I'm not quite sure. A medley of both, living song that you are :)
One of these days, the things you write will make me draw something. I'll show you. Just you wait.
Aww he gave you his flower...from Southern Spain =)
@ Sahaha:
Waiting with bated breath :)
@ Noor:
Not Everything is about Him. Inspired perhaps, but not really about.
Very pretty.
Very John Masefieldish. Beautiful.
Acha, I figured why I found it bal. Three simple reasons, it's very bachcha meye, hackneyed expression(jodio you've done it knowingly and tried to be smart)and - I dunno if this is the way to put it - not much effective content.
beautiful..
@ RGD, Priyanka:
Thankoo. You're too kind. I'll go read some John Masefield now.
@ Jit:
Thankew to you too.
@ Diwakar:
:) But now you've gone and hidden your blog, that is a pity
Black jagged ocean waves
Cutting through heavy wood
Hurl inside out the decks
Upside down, try to stand
Hold the driftwood for dear life
Hold on tight till you reach the land
And once upon the beach's sand
Embark again, on a voyage new
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