I was walking through...
The fog... The mist.
You passed by
You passed through me.
Constant effort to build...
The world without confinements.
They don’t intrude…They don’t set rules.
The dead end comes and we take a deviation
We find the other way...
That continues for the complete life cycle.
“….there's no formula for a perfect relationship - this isn't algebra. You will figure out what the variables are through a system of trial and error….”
3 comments:
poet has got her math right ;) nice post :)
kudos Priyanka!!
is it the same lady i happened to know? the same Priyanka?
whatever...
this particular piece signatures a unique dwindling between pessimism (which may, in better words be termed 'modernist angst') and a will to live; 'live' in the "living" sense of the term....
keep posting.
Suvradip Dasgupta.
@Tarachand ... Thanks..not a mathetically correct gal thou'
@Suvra Da ..:) Thanks for reading my blog ... :) and thanks for that inspiring quote...
And yes ..this is the same Junior n ur JU mate :)
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