Saturday, 8 April 2006

Ephemeral




















A moth
On the flickering flame.

A sun dying out
In the wake of twilight.

Mislaid in the arroyo
of my mind,
my ecstasy!
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3 comments:

  1. Ghost Particle8 April 2006 at 03:49

    sumthing wrong with ur codes...


    buts its a beutiful poem.

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  2. gautami tripathy9 April 2006 at 00:38

    Thanks! I do not see anything wrong with the codes...

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  3. Schrodingers cat13 April 2006 at 16:02

    Awesome stuff. How have you been, Gautami?

    And yes, something's wrong with your codes.


    M.

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