tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post964801057179989511..comments2023-06-25T03:16:02.427-07:00Comments on Wild Imagination: SilenceBeauty and the BEasthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06566815740726997780noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-73363812241277927082008-04-26T15:03:00.000-07:002008-04-26T15:03:00.000-07:00thanks a lot beauty!!!but i don't remember when ha...thanks a lot beauty!!!<BR/><BR/>but i don't remember when have you said this before :)Crimson Feethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04067610255441440761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-13659872308490158232008-04-25T20:46:00.000-07:002008-04-25T20:46:00.000-07:00@crimson feetI reiterate...you have a way with wor...@crimson feet<BR/><BR/>I reiterate...<BR/><BR/>you have a way with words, which makes them more beautiful than they would have otherwise beenBeauty and the BEasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06566815740726997780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-39728638352610950282008-04-25T08:56:00.000-07:002008-04-25T08:56:00.000-07:00words give shapes to thoughts, and in the process ...words give shapes to thoughts, and in the process end up smoothening the rough edges which lend texture to the essence of a thought.<BR/><BR/>words pass but don't always convey, words start but don't always reach, words connect but don't always conjure.<BR/><BR/>thats when we need the silence.<BR/>thought to thought...<BR/>mind to mind... and sometimes tear to tear...<BR/><BR/>unspoken and unsaid, but hopelessly completely understood!Crimson Feethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04067610255441440761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-16477577479015718092008-03-20T19:07:00.000-07:002008-03-20T19:07:00.000-07:00then beggars would ride.. but i fail to understand...then beggars would ride.. <BR/><BR/>but i fail to understand, why silence?<BR/>as airtel people rightly bring out, barriers break when people talk.. then why this reluctance to talk... why this fear of getting hurt when one talks about oneself...The Sagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16346022747650047906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-80971542199303560972008-03-20T02:25:00.000-07:002008-03-20T02:25:00.000-07:00if wishes were horses...if wishes were horses...Rain Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01645584707782682050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-2223128527444598542008-03-20T00:17:00.000-07:002008-03-20T00:17:00.000-07:00sometimes I wish tears didnt become a means of com...sometimes I wish tears didnt become a means of communication....Beauty and the BEasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06566815740726997780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-91085273307894034132008-03-18T21:31:00.000-07:002008-03-18T21:31:00.000-07:00"In its many whispersSilence does sayI am what you..."In its many whispers<BR/>Silence does say<BR/>I am what you want me to be<BR/>Your nemesis of the day"<BR/><BR/>- loved it...<BR/><BR/>tears aren't mere drops - <BR/>they cleanse the soul<BR/>purify the heart<BR/>tears alone speak for the unspoken<BR/>the trodden wishes<BR/>and broken dreams<BR/>the hopeless sighs<BR/>and endless nights....Rain Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01645584707782682050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-59344203276728056262008-03-17T23:57:00.000-07:002008-03-17T23:57:00.000-07:00A sob my friendIs a mere hiccupA break which endsW...A sob my friend<BR/>Is a mere hiccup<BR/>A break which ends<BR/>When the time is up<BR/><BR/>A tear my friend<BR/>Is a mere drop<BR/>It begins and it ends<BR/>In a complete full stop<BR/><BR/>A broken promise dude<BR/>Is nothing new<BR/>It’s the oldest tale<BR/>For those ready to give up<BR/><BR/>In its many whispers<BR/>Silence does say<BR/>I am what you want me to be<BR/>Your nemesis of the day<BR/><BR/>The winner is , you know<BR/>As the saying does go<BR/>That one soul<BR/>Who befriends the foe!Beauty and the BEasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06566815740726997780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1420937514941411881.post-49155032666703596242008-03-17T19:33:00.000-07:002008-03-17T19:33:00.000-07:00Silence... A sob unheardDoes mean so muchSays thin...<I> Silence... </I><BR/><BR/>A sob unheard<BR/>Does mean so much<BR/>Says things as such<BR/>You have noone but you.<BR/><BR/><BR/><I> Silence... </I><BR/><BR/>The moisture called a tear<BR/>Takes a long while<BR/>While you try<BR/>To put up a smiling face<BR/><BR/><I> Silence... </I><BR/><BR/>A relation betrayed<BR/>By lack of words<BR/>The promise unspoken<BR/>Lives on for eternity, brokenThe Sagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16346022747650047906noreply@blogger.com