Friday, February 23, 2007

I'm not looking for another, As I wander in my time, Walk me to the corner, Our steps will always rhyme

White Noise

Words sometimes,
Have a strange habit
Of getting lost,
In the labyrinth

Of our life together.

You are the one
they are meant for;

You are the one
they can't reach to.

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3 Comments:

Blogger spiderman! said...

shudhui kobita likhbi ?

1:23 AM GMT+5:30  
Blogger jerry said...

Beautiful, starts with the words of Cohen. Simple irony, in such sweetness. :)

3:04 PM GMT+5:30  
Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

Ah, a Leonard Cohen fan :-)

12:46 PM GMT+5:30  

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