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Sunday, August 24, 2008
On a walk; a mile; in silence,
A blank mind, a clear conscience,
Persistent feelings linger,
They urge to grasp and portray;
On a canvas, still unfound.
Each step, each thought,
Left ignored, yet noticed,
A walk that maybe forgotten,
But footprints that remain,
Unconsciously, still remembered.
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wow... I asked the same in questions about this yest... and now I read this from you...
beautiful mate... simple beautiful!!!
Have a nice Sunday... cheers...
Arv said...
August 24, 2008 at 11:33 AM
well written dear.
good work u hav depth luved it gr8
Priya Joyce said...
August 24, 2008 at 3:02 PM
beautiful....i like :)) :))
Trinaa said...
September 9, 2008 at 8:01 PM