Sometimes words can pour
Out of the very
Deep dark sides
Of my
Beating soul.
Othertimes they flow out
Of the illuminated
Holes within my
Protected being.
Yet there are times
When
I struggle to
Put words and they
Fail me.
Then there are times when
I look
And they find themselves
Rolling for space
In my exploding mind.
But I love the times when
I look at
Beauty
And they freeze themselves to
Permanence
In my soul's memory.
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Nice closing.
"But I love the times when
I look at
Beauty
And they freeze themselves to
Permanence
In my soul's memory."
I love the idea of beauty freezing into permanence.
Am linking you up so I can keep coming back!
:-)
.:A:. - That's an honor, although I'm new around here. I was wondering how am I to link someone to my blog. I would want to link a few. Think you can help?
beautiful....on the contrary words do not fail you...yo make brilliant use of them!
-Anil
http://arthedains.rediffblogs.com
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... with all you need to know about linkning!
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.:A:. - Hey, thanks. I am presently going through it. Will be of help!
Anil - Thank you. I do believe that words are hard to hunt down. You would never know what is the apt word to use at that moment to describe a feeling. Yes?
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