Saturday, May 20, 2006

Mon Frérot

All that has been said seems so trifling
All that has not shall never be
But how do words count?
Let silence sing for me my friend
My ode to you
My swansong


Pranaadhika Sinha Devburman - Bat said...

thoughtful words there, you're one of the few poets on the blogsphere who makes sense. keep it up sir.

Necromancer said...

u seem to have become passionate romeo since u left kgp...inha bhi pyaar ke chakkar mein mat phanso ladke...buri tarah se maat khaoge