The answer to this puzzle, do these verses guard,
His gallant walk as fluid as a roll,
He besieges the Uncontrolled, in his ward,
To serve his journey to the goal!
Who is he? Your views invited.
May this verse begin the Diary, Be it shadow of this formless ego, May it witness the body go weary, In its journey towards Final Vertigo.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Thursday, November 02, 2006
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It’s this sky that has embraced the lake in blue,
It’s the Sun that caresses the flower to bloom,
When miles so long, fail to Love’s piercing view,
What good, O Maiden, is this wall between rooms!!!
errrrr...now that's naughty! You would want to replace the last sentence with
O Maiden, this distant heart has thy love in loom!
It’s the Sun that caresses the flower to bloom,
When miles so long, fail to Love’s piercing view,
What good, O Maiden, is this wall between rooms!!!
errrrr...now that's naughty! You would want to replace the last sentence with
O Maiden, this distant heart has thy love in loom!
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