Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Fall (Evening with Zero Zero)
Its contagious my friend
And the sleepless night too
The Bottle of Happiness that we bought
Make us drunk with thoughts
That is further away from this world
Compared to the half-moon we seen last night
We talk about the 13 Oceans
And the Legend that Falls
About the bird that wake you in the morning
To the Bird that invite you to Tuesday evening
We pondered about Life long learning
Only to realise it start from within
We examined the Body of Friends we have
The meddler, the critics, the self-absorbed...
But conclude that we Love Them All The Same
We speak about being creative
Then come out with the word "Inspirator"
Creatively define as the person who inspired others
How high can we get from that bottle of happiness
We confessed about the Dreams
The one denied and realised
We discussed about the matter of the heart
As well as the Season
We shared a cab back
but left the Door ajar...
Am having a hang over the day after
Maybe we'll write a book about it some day
Same time tomorrow!
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7 comments:
Wow, all these in a night's work! Pretty Good brah! Darn good!;) When will we ever sleep? hehehe
The meddler, the critics, the self-absorbed... we hate but can't live without... we have embraced you in - accepted all of you! Thank you for letting us know that it's o.k to be 'us'. We are humbled.
Thank you for the night of reflections brah! What a night!what a night! Peace!
beautiful....
u
really
observed
&
absorbed
& be at
peace
with
all....
Thank u all
For inspiring
one another
After class it always began
One by one transcend into KTM
A new bird joined them one night
It was such a wonderful delight
The new bird tries to understand
The metaphors launched were never bland
By the time the new bird returned
He realised some things are better left unturned
The bird sleeps early (or so he thinks)
So he always leaves before the midnight alarm rings
Yet he knows he missed many things
That were spoken after his returnings
So the bird apologise
If his contribution seemed not to suffice
It motivates him to return again
He hopes his presence is not a bane
In the railway children story
We spoke in metaphorically
It takes time to comprehend our style
But you seem to catch on fine
No secret handshake or code
Just try to understand our mode
In jest, we tease each other
Its just our way welcoming the brother
Your presence cause no pain
We hope to see you again
Do not belittled your contribution
As it has become the base for our conversation
You parted before the midnight alarm rings
Leaving a pleasant aftertaste for us to think
The amateur railway poets sing through the night
With you deep in our heart though you not within our sight
Dont be a stranger :)
hmm.... sounds like an exclusive club this railway children's story.
in our world...every visitor won't be a stranger... but friends come and go but true friends are the ones that are left behind in good and bad times.
But anyhow welcome to our world - a world without starngers! :)
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