Monday, January 12, 2009

Noise.

The criss-cross of my palm troubles the straight-ness of my heart,there is a mismatch..i always knew.

I have emptied our voices to hear the noise,do not disturb.

9 comments:

ship said...

to hear* ?

<3

Cynthia said...

oh, love, "the criss-cross of my
palm, troubles the straightness
of my heart" ah the heart so
straight-foward if only life would
succumb to her. wonderful purple!

crimsonflaw said...

exquisite....

DreamCatcher said...

WOW!Still so moving!

Nadege said...

now this is deep...

Yellow Tulip said...

loved it:)..

Rajtilak Bhattacharjee said...

Wish there was a I Like button here. Cause I don't have words to appreciate these lines. For once I felt that I was saying this. It's a pity that you have stopped writing. I wonder why? Is it that you have stopped disturbing yourself too?

Winnie the poohi said...

You know it seems more loud when you empty your voices. Its better to let the noise be. else the stillness of silence suffocates

Shauna said...

ethereal...surreal. I'm seduced.

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