Rings of Smoke

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.

epitaph

Posted on | July 3, 2008 | 3 Comments

words are so inadequate.and their absence so eloquent.

so let us close another blog.

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3 Responses to “epitaph”

  1. Cuckoo
    July 4th, 2008 @ 4:42 am

    so let us close another blog…..
    Don’t say there is any truth in this phrase. Please continue…

    Aur bhi gham hain zamane mein mohabbat ke siwa.

  2. sandeip
    July 4th, 2008 @ 4:46 am

    there will be other blogs…other lives to be lived.

    words are chameleons,cuckoo,you have to understand that…they change their colours according to their surroundings…and i have had my fill of these words and these surroundings.somehow,i know that it is time to move on.blogs,yes.this blog?no.echoing the geeta…the template is a cloth…. : )

  3. Cuckoo
    July 5th, 2008 @ 2:27 pm

    :-)
    Ok. So can we expect to see you in new set of clothes ? :-)

    Anyway, all the best for all your endeavors. Hope to see you around.

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