Friday, May 13, 2011

Seashells In Sand

My mind isn’t buried like seashells in sand
Ink spots of reflection become my pen in hand
A glimmer of light becomes my only command
A taste of life becomes my only stand
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4 comments:

  1. Balachandran VMay 13, 2011 at 8:02 PM

    Great to see your posts after a long time!

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  2. SandyMay 13, 2011 at 8:14 PM

    Great to see you here at my site after so long. I won't even go in to the things that have been going on with me...Hey Bala...

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  3. anilkurup59May 14, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    "Glimmer of light" or glimmer of hope? Good to read your verses after a long time.

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  4. SandyMay 14, 2011 at 12:17 PM

    I think any sort of glimmer is a good thing..Don't you? Light if in the dark and hope if one needs whatever it may be..........

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