A day so beautiful
Spawned of unreality;
Untouched by harsh colours
That burn
In the mind of the unsuspecting,
And change forever
What was once pure
And beautiful;
It changes perception and comment;
Wrong attributed to self;
No understanding of a higher being
Powerful enough not to be petty;
To absolve the black and white
And experience the grey;
As particles of energy that form us
And change us,
Give us life. A karma;
That comes back full circle,
A constant evolving circle
That shall culminate
Into the being.
Perfect.
No shape or structure
To corrupt.
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Mind evolves
Man evolves
Time evolves
Madness evolves
Music evolves
Pleasures evolve
Friends evolve
You & I evolve
But memories…. they simply don’t…. Strange…ain’t it???
hey i remember this one...!
u know...somehow.. this is not you..now... it speaks of a different time.. a different frame of mind... its disturbing yet intriguing. kinda lik u.
@ annon: everything evolves. changes and grows over time. coloured by experience.
@ t: yeah ba... this was written in stranger times, stranger days...stranger but freeer...
been exploring past n present writing, the links and the inconsistancies....
was why i put this up. things change, ppl change, the self changes, but the connection, the link, that part of every one of us that makes us unique always comes through, makes each of us come full circle.
Hey ! Thought I do share wid u this one…quite an interesting piece that I came across recently…this onez called 'The Raiy Day'
The day is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mould'ring wall,
But at ev'ry gust the dead leaves fall,
At ev'ry gust the dead leaves fall.
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mould'ring Past
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
The hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
…cheers!
after the rains come rainbows, sometimes floods but rainbows too
:)...you are funny...
i like to think so too :)
any way you've read the short story "the leaf" forgot who wrote it but its kickass.... chk it out if you find it
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