Friday, June 09, 2006

NOCTURNE

The rain cried with me all night
The wind, she held me close
I lay there silent on the grass
Kind darkness kissed my brow

It was a night of dreams
A shreiking night of dreams
A shattered moon lay floating on the pools

7 comments:

Dwitiya said...

ugh! u just accused me of plagiarism! lol...the whole lingering bit is totally mind...but ok, i'll share..."two great minds think alike"..and yea, i do like wilde among others =] and thanks for the comments ;-]

so yea...this comment has abosolutely nothing to do with this piece of u'rs..lol

i suggest im (much more efficient)

Dwitiya said...

wow...never thought of first love as rape of innocense...raw, yet so sophisticated...

Dwitiya said...

ps - u took over my patented expression mr. mukerji: "kisses on the brow" hmm..

Dwitiya said...

ps - i didnt "choose" that template...that was the easiest one to pick & i'm technologically challenged 8-S

Anonymous said...

"if i told you, that as rain caressed those april showered cheeks,
I lamented, awake, in the dark
I couldn't hug you tight
I couldn't make those tears mine
Couldn't kiss those dew kissed lashes
And tell,
What I hoped you already know"

If you know who I am, I'll wonder why.. yet if you do, do lemme know

Anonymous said...

"if i told you, that as rain caressed those april showered cheeks,
I lamented, awake, in the dark
I couldn't hug you tight
I couldn't make those tears mine
Couldn't kiss those dew kissed lashes
And tell,
What I hoped you already know"

If you know who I am, I'll wonder why.. yet if you do, do lemme know

Arjun said...

hm.
yours, J