Friday, September 28, 2012

When there is nothing much to say.


My search for solitude
Stops at the threshold of your eyes
The ethereal peace swims there
For a split second I am revived

The search goes beyond
And rests on your lips. 

 ~*~



Posted by at 10:02:00 PM
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4 comments:

  1. WritingsForLifeSeptember 29, 2012 at 1:05 AM

    Damn that's good!

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  2. JeevanSeptember 29, 2012 at 3:39 PM

    Very sweet and glad u find it ;)

    Btw. i'm doing fine dear... hope u r. and thanks for being there :)

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  3. Compassion UnlimittedOctober 1, 2012 at 12:20 PM

    lovely ...lips sometimes dont part and still so much conveyed..Right..Bhalo Theko

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  4. Aparna (Life Takes)October 4, 2012 at 12:14 PM

    nicely penned preetilata!

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plz.. open d white window :)

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