the clouds looked different today,
haunted by black angels
wandering thru vales abyss
wanderlust at best
carrying -
undulating tears of joy
or just perhaps ----
burdens of boundless tears;
its way who never knows
its path who never realise
through unfathomable chasms
and countless mountains tall
dismal love of its tarn
has yet again,
completed its journey beyond;
few drops of kisses unto you
silently surging …..
………………..fallen resiling sky.
Monday, January 7, 2008
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Those tears from the sky brings joy to dance in the rain.
cosmic scene .. it must be ..
cold, tears - perfect! wonderful work, as usual.
Oh I love this Alok! You really know how to touch the heart-strings.
Its more enthusiastic for the exist of drops. lovely scenario.
Touchy lines... :) Nice post
Pria: so true ... thanks as always
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Aria: coincidentally I wanted to use that word :) u completed it .. thanks
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Andrew: thank u again sir
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Janice: Many thanks to you my friend
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Jeevan: thanks a lot buddy
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Ponnarasi: most kind .. thanks
thanks guys for dropping by
Alok
in any way you look it is a cleansing, for the land, for the skies and for humans.
Tears from the clouds bring joy and also sadness to some. Thank you for sharing.
Siva: true ... perspectives need not vary always as well
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Venus: so lovely ... thanks as always
alok
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