Sitting here, in this cozy corner, listening to 'everything I do...', I look out of the big window just to realize that I am in some kind of fairy land. I see hundreds of lights from the city and I believe them to be stars scattered all over. And that moon...so full, so big and so close to me, as if I can raise my hand and touch him. Shining amongst these stars, moving along with me. Has he understood his charm on me, my want for him..? Am I that transparent..? If not, then why is he coming along with me, smiling at me, to an unknown destination... I am on cloud nine...
Thursday, October 26, 2006
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i feel destination can be unknown only if you are unsure about yourself. But the work sounds interesting and very much poetic... but poets are strange creatures
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