Posted by: pankajunk on: July 12, 2009
your eyes are the many hued evening sky
serene, soft, ever changing,
or the diamond studded night sky
twinkling, playful, joyous
1 | Tangled Up in Blue
July 13, 2009 at 4:00 pm
fabulous! how do u come up with such beautiful lines? and so effortless! 🙂
2 | Tangled Up in Blue
July 13, 2009 at 4:02 pm
I think we have a mutual admiration society here! 😀
3 | pankajunk
July 13, 2009 at 9:02 pm
thanku! the lines were as effortless as advanced constipation!
4 | dogmatix
July 14, 2009 at 5:17 am
This is not strange, Ulysses.
The beauty that is borne here in the face
The bearer knows not, but commends itself
To others’ eyes; nor doth the eye itself,
That most pure spirit of sense, behold itself,
Not going from itself; but eye to eye opposed
Salutes each other with each other’s form;
For speculation turns not to itself,
Till it hath travell’d and is mirror’d there
Where it may see itself. This is not strange at all.
5 | deeksha
July 17, 2009 at 2:15 pm
Thanks for your comment on ‘Beta female’ :). My new blog address is http://georgiacounty.blogspot.com
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