her lovely eyes speak
with every flutter of lash
his heart soars with her eyes
just as a drunk bee
who has been drinking nectar
from the sweet flower of Neem
Sharmishtha basu
18.1.11
wild wind blows free
1 year ago
all the pictures used in this blog has been collected from ineternet.. if someone wants me to remove them please let me know the logical reason and i will.
Words are a heavy thing...they weigh you down. If birds talked, they couldn't fly. -- Sy Rosen and Christian Williams, 1992
Is it not true that a flower's main goal is to show its beauty from within to be always within even when it is without...enjoy*
Dom*Colucci 2009 http://dom-bodhidharmafatherofzen.blogspot.com
Have patience awhile; slanders are not long-lived. Truth is the child of time; erelong she shall appear to vindicate thee.
-- Immanuel Kant
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