THIS ALTERNATE REALITY - HID BEHIND DOORS OF A STOLEN SANITY.
Sunday, 27 June 2010
Away
In between our souls When distance embraced each parting step I was not to choose. So I let myself to disintegrate -- To become your dream That could never be disowned.
Lovcely words short maybe but the nessage came across,
ReplyDeleteYvonne,
nice - the new look of the blog is good :)
ReplyDeleteSo you chose to disintegrate..
ReplyDeleteWell, Poornima, perhaps my first visit to your page.. It's beautiful..
Nice, nice, nice!
ReplyDeletelovely poorni, binu.
ReplyDeletehave been noticing your comments in my blog, the continuum. came in to visit you. good to read your lines.
nice to read your lines poorni.
ReplyDeletehave been coming into your sphere now and then and getting your comments too in my blog, the continuum. good to know a poetess here.
cheers
binu
How sad to disintegrate when you have no choice and cannot be with your love.
ReplyDeleteNicely done. Very interesting poem
ReplyDeleteMelanie
even tho lost it appears that one is in possession and not lost at all...
ReplyDeleteI know that kind of holding on!
ReplyDeletebeautiful lines, Poorni. its so melancholic and tugs at my heart, but amazingly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteawesome expression indeed!!missing some one!
ReplyDeletewow...this one really touched me; short yet very powerful in its own right! -d.m.k.
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