Monday, January 14, 2008

Standing tall

Landscaped beauty
with all the propriety demanded
primness became the middle name

In the world
of many firsts and bests
stood tall for the built up
glamour and glory

Crowned and knighted
known to all
In this time-bound pleasure
being a cynosure to many a eye
The end accomplished - truly -
Then preparing to
pass the baton on
And settle to be unique and different
just like the rest of the world...

2 Comments:

Blogger Nirvanicyogi said...

....a new perspective...a new thought....a new living....a new profile....its all happening out here.....thats good.....
but what happens to the "yachacuc" iam sure their favorite "lektoro" will be missed...truly she will be missed...

Hmmnn...........yeah....amidst the ironies...hippocracies.... parodoxics....anger.......hate.....jealousy.....rejections....smoke... disillusions....the one finds her place under the sun....and she stands tall....way to go...

But...the baton shall not be passed so soon...thou shall walk many more miles...many more suns...many more moons to be realised...it shall never be passed until its over....as the wise man says....it will never be over coz the thought shall always remain...the thought shall always stand tall....

Hey....have fun

Chow

11:24 AM  
Blogger dusky hues said...

u know something.. has someone ever told u that u can pep up people with just ur words...

and u know what i looked at my own work from a new perspective... the wish girl was forlorn and depressed here...when i wrote i gave it all a negative tinge...

but u gave it a new sparkle... u make the wish girl look like a survivor... u have a beautiful quality... trust me on that

ya, now the wish girl has no qualms about wishing for the stars and shining there with the suns and the moons.. she's glowing with a renewed energy...

chow... keep writing

9:28 AM  

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