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.
Posted by at 1:42 PM

6 comments:

  1. xte2yzyoOctober 12, 2011 at 2:37 PM

    Loved it.

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  2. RichaOctober 12, 2011 at 3:26 PM

    I'm glad. :)

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  3. D2October 14, 2011 at 9:59 AM

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

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  4. RichaOctober 14, 2011 at 1:18 PM

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

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  5. Miss DOctober 15, 2011 at 11:29 AM

    All I could think about is Moksha.
    Beautiful.

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  6. RichaOctober 21, 2011 at 1:04 PM

    Enchanta, thank you so much. :)

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