im sitting on the side of a river.... my intention is in the colour of a river.... the cloud moves touching the blue hills.... ppl walks, taks n shouts.... the leaves bends n whisper.... the technology dssappears into the cloud.... the god is in the temple buried by coins.... i see the words bfore material.... i enjoy the silence of river n feels its tears dissolving.... i fear wat my intentions are.... why sud i wonder abt the words.... cz these words comes wen im free.... the environment is so attractive dat im lost inside.... few seconds of each day.... i love to reach my own intentions....
Posted on: Sat, 27 Jul 2013 12:55:04 +0000
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