Let It Go
2007 March 31
Looking at the telephone
She wondered…
Memories of one-sided dream,
A tiny drop of tears,
Felt silently into the telephone.
A one sided dream – a clutter, of hopes and tears
But a dream built…
As she move along.
Now it’s all over,
Her mind it knows,
Its ‘love’ but is different.
Sub – jugated questions…
Down confused virtues.
Wondering why….
Hoping in vain it will pass her by.
It was painful,
She let it go,
With a smile of hope.
Let it Go…. with a ‘Hope’?
Yes…always with a hope…paradoxical? but thats life.
Any particular reason for this continous transformation of your space? Does that reflect your inner-self? I see lot of colors. You must on cloud nine…or ten.
Every time I see that black box, I feel little guilty. Thanks to my wondering mind. It needs to be stopped.
Laughs…have always had colours…smiles..i am glad you saw them.
Here…changed the black box.
Smiles. Thanks. I will finally sleep peacefully.
……and more bright colors in the box. Come on. You are on something. There is a visible change. Past and present.
If it is, then…this too shall pass.
LOL. Now you are steeping out of the wheel. Watcher!
Smiles…aha..so you can see the watcher and the watched?
Hmmm…then how about trying it?
Try? Fingers on fire…but i see better perspective…
To be the ‘WARDEN’ of the watcher and the watched! Isn’t that even more interesting? smiles.
Oah My God..the black box… The wheel has turned again? Hope you are firmly on the ground watcher.