Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Life cycle.


Go, get more dreams
and fantasies of carrying them out;
then fall in love,
get wasted
under starry skies
and purple evenings.

Weeks, days, fireflies in the grass
fly by.
Then end up like
nothing at all.

6 comments:

  1. The thing you can't know is how the cycle would end; because it must some time. :)

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  2. That's one of the things worth living for: discovering the end. :)

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  3. All I could think about is Moksha.
    Beautiful.

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  4. Enchanta, thank you so much. :)

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