Always
A
I
M
L
E
S
S
L
Y
she writes
draws,
scribbles
doodles.
But somehow-
every time
it’s just your name
that spills
as ink
on page,
staining it.
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A
I
M
L
E
S
S
L
Y
she writes
draws,
scribbles
doodles.
But somehow-
every time
it’s just your name
that spills
as ink
on page,
staining it.
Ah, Nice !
May 24, 2014 at 9:09 pm
🙂
Good to see you Rukh!
May 24, 2014 at 11:01 pm
So nice thoughts. I know she is not staining the page but expressing her thoughts or miraculously, her thoughts in the form of a name, by divine intervention, appears on the page. Who knows what’s in store…!!! Intention, an honest intention with so much of emotions, is all that matters. Page, stains, doodles are just means, isnt it?
May 26, 2014 at 4:24 pm
Oh well~ yes, they are only ‘means’.
Your comments are always so profound, and this certainly is one of the best received.
Thank you.🙂
May 26, 2014 at 7:34 pm
Feels so privileged and honored, Maria. You are most welcome dear.🙂
May 26, 2014 at 7:53 pm
Beautiful . . . .simple and beautiful
June 4, 2014 at 7:54 pm
Thank you so much!❤
Stay blessed!
June 4, 2014 at 8:01 pm
Simple but perfect! Great structure and expression in this poem, enjoyed the read alot🙂 x
June 7, 2014 at 7:44 pm
Thanks!❤
Your comments mean a whole lot to me!
June 7, 2014 at 7:58 pm
The serpentine flow of the alphabets strewn across the screen,.
The hiss of the emotions,
The flow of the feelings..
Exquisite🙂
June 14, 2014 at 11:02 pm