Sunday, February 7, 2010
Fear and freedom
The secrets of my heart
are like water drops
on a dark Japanese fan.
Much as I want
they won’t hide
in the folds of time
or fly,
for the fear
of failure.
But sometimes,
in the event
of my forgetfulness,
the wind will strum the fan
and the drops will dance-
unmindful of the fall.
And in those musical moments,
I will compose my song.
~Proma
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15 comments:
This is so beautiful. You write so beautifully ♥ I will take my time to read you all your posts from the beginning. You are very talented! :)
Thank you so much Miss MishMish for your encouraging words :)
Like.
intriguing
so greenish... i mean full of lyf, totally contrary 2 my scripts, lol, thats not importnt neways... u wrote fine :)
I really like when people are expressing their opinion and thought. So I like the way you are writing
Thank you for reading!
I just stumbled on to your blog. Love it...I've bookmarked it...I'll go through your blog like I would a good book that I don't want to end. Thanks for sharing!
love it :) so nice
Dodge and Dhen, thank you so much for reading and for your kind, encouraging words!
i actually love your writing type, very interesting,
don't quit as well as keep writing for the reason that it just very well worth to read it,
looking forward to see much more of your writing, enjoy your day :)
Thanks you anonymous for reading my blog. Glad that you like my writing type - Usually it just flows once I visualize the context and essence of the poem.
Thanks for reading!
beautiful writing all i can say
u write beautiful
Thank you so much Naveen. I'm glad you liked it.
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