I don’t exist
I was though
I lived
One moment
And Poof*
Dust to dust
Tracks and Stain
Wipe me clean
Call the Rain
Dreams and Sorrow
Smiles to give
Share it with another
I don’t live
Gone
Posted in Deranged.
– July 13, 2006
11 Responses
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We”ll b gone tomorrow.
Livin 4 the present watchin life slip by like sand or water thru ur fingers .
Time don”t stand still - but wunderful r the moments when for a fraction of a second it does and u have time 2 reflect on days gone by.
Gotta keep on rockin in the new world.
Gotta coz a revolution. bring about sumthin new, something neo, so totally clean & pure……………………
pray for a clean tomorrow.
Work for a clean today.
Thanks!!!!
my kinda scribblin..
loved it!!!! every line!!!!!
nice thought
where have you been!!!??.. Anyways.. gud to see you back, in the same Enigmatic mood..Keep postin…
Very nice… the reality of the blogosphere… there one moment, gone the other with no tracks! Short, sweet and telling words. Cheers!
Awesome. This fella put neon lights in the well. Hey the poem was nice. U rounded it beautifully. How do u do it? For the life of me, i cant end my poems like u have done. Maybe it requires special skills. Anyhow i have scratched ur back and now u scratch mine. My blog is falling short of comments. tc
Words…………………nice!
is this an intentional sonnet???
aur poem samjha bhi nahin
Are … you do visit your blog …incredible…..taaliyan!
oh boy… where were you all this time..? is it safe to say welcome back? (;