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arvindcrp
10-04-2009, 03:41 PM
Butterfly dreams
I extended my hands,
To chase, touch the butterfly.
Colors spilled on me -
As if rainbow circled me.

I stood still in the middle,
Losing my path and senses- this
Thrown off - some words of solace.
As butterflies, always teach us something.

I’m still chasing my dreams- as butterflies.
Unsupported and unheard; all actions goes vain.
Like butterflies, like rainbows - paths befuddle me.
These are true colors of life - endure it.


Please post ur comments

Can I add still some more scribblings

YaPloNo1
10-06-2009, 11:14 AM
Butterfly dreams
I extended my hands,
To chase, touch the butterfly.
Colors spilled on me -
As if rainbow circled me.

I stood still in the middle,
Losing my path and senses- this
Thrown off - some words of solace.
As butterflies, always teach us something.

I’m still chasing my dreams- as butterflies.
Unsupported and unheard; all actions goes vain.
Like butterflies, like rainbows - paths befuddle me.
These are true colors of life - endure it.


Please post ur comments

Can I add still some more scribblings
that was attrocious

Tars
10-06-2009, 01:27 PM
Sounds like an acid trip full of thoughts.

~ZeR@TuL~
10-06-2009, 01:30 PM
Wait...hold on..hold on what is this thread about again????>>>>>><<<<<<<

arvindcrp
10-06-2009, 03:05 PM
LAND OF MYSTIC PAINS
Unsupported and unheard goes all cries.
Torment heart ebbing from mystic pains,
From dawn to dusk: fight for survival,
Only a body of flesh without soul-
Surrounded by smoke and fire
Whispers succumb to perils of power.
Power of guns and throttles of death-
Men, women and Children of heaven,
Praying for a piece of peace from evil brother,http://www.katzforums.com/venise/editor/menupop.gif
Brother who played by holding our hands
Crushing, our warm blood for his thirst-
One day equilibrium may tilt.

Please comment and suggestions are welcome