It resembles a mirage. On a canvas so large. They call it life. That illusion so rife. Never mind its name. They say it is all in a game. Seems so unbelievably eternal. But it is only the end that is real.
Me, me!!!
- Sepiamniac
- Madras, TAMIL NADU, India
- Not an outdoor person.. prefer to get buried beneath books, music and movies... has these strange philosophies about life that might puzzle you. At the same time, likes to live life. Loves simple people, especially those who veil their formidable knowledge behind humility (The poems here don't reflect my mind or anyone else's. Maybe, just a patch of what various people go through.)
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Fluffy cloud
I chased you all day, all night and even in my dreams.
At times in happiness, at times in despair.
Did you know that I laughed when you were around?
And, I cried when you eluded me even in my dreams?
The fluffy cloud that beckons me and soars up into the sky.
My pursuit for you continues and it never began to end.
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may the energy in the pursuit of happiness amplify greater and more greater and your neighbourhood experience the same
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